undisclosed desires

Rose: I hate hurting you, Arthur. I hate it and I'm so sorry.

Rose: I don't either. I'm miserable, I can't sleep, and I hate that I'm putting you through this.

Noah: I know. I just don't want to see you get hurt.

Rose: I'm not even /with/ him. We don't talk, we go out in public like once every few days and he goes to my parents' parties. I'm not with him at all.

Noah: Then call it off. Because you're either going to talk to her and make it work, or you're going to mope around forever. So end it or fix it.

Rose: Thank you.

Rose: You know, I used to think that we could get through anything.

Noah: Try to?

Rose: Because you hate him.

Rose: I love you, Arthur. You're the only one I want.

Sawyer: Too long, I've missed you.

Allison: Come pick me up. You can fuck me in your car.

Mackenzie: Of course.

Noah: Have you talked to her about it?

Rose: You'd do that?

Rose: No, just you.

Sawyer: I miss kissing you too.

Allison: I might miss more than your kisses.

Mackenzie: Okay, I will.