Come on, let""s go inside, will ya?...I hate the ocean, and I hate the beach, and I hate the sun.And the grass and the trees and I hate heat!...I like spaghetti and clam sauce.Mountains.Francis of Assisi.Chicken with lemon and garlic.Uh, and John Wayne.Teresa: (reminding him) You know, there aren""t any mountains in Manhattan.Charlie: Tall buildings.Same thing.And I like you.(he kissed her)Teresa: I like it here alone.She vowed o move uptown to an apartment away from her parents and the neighborhood of Little Italy, but was just waiting on Charlie to share it with her.Good bye, Good luck.I love you.GerryWhen she pins the note to the bed quilt and accidentally pricks him, he awakens and finds her departing with her suitcase.Allen""s body fell into Jason""s coffin and its cover closed over him.Tommy fled to his pickup truck and drove off, as Jason donned his trademark hockey mask, grabbed the fence post, and stalked into the woods.If you get any money from your Uncle Bean, you arenotgoing to buy an orange ranch with it.Harold: Oh, no, no, no, no.Her voice becomes overpowering as she moves from one grievance and complaint to another, and he distractedly over-salts his food:Amelia: Don""t try that innocent look with me.