Jen: Do I detect a note of ambivalence in seeing me?
Henry: That would be correct.
Jen: Any particular reason?
Henry: You... you mean besides the fact that you led me on for the sole purpose of crushing me underfoot?
Jen: That's not true Henry, and you know it.
Henry: Well, you could have fooled me.
Jen: What are you talking about?
Henry: Don't tell me that you're not taking some small satisfaction in...
Jen: In what?
Henry: Being on the requited side of unrequited love.
Jen: Henry, I thought that you and I agreed to be friends?
Henry: Friends? You haven't even noticed, have you?
Jen: What? Noticed what...
Henry: That we haven't even spoken in over a month. For the past four weeks I've been giving you the silent treatment, and it hasn't even registered on your radar screen. Hell, I could have fallen off a cliff ten thousand feet for all you care...
Jen: That's not true...
Henry: You know what? You can put up your own damned tent.