Drew: You're kind of great, Claire. You do know that.
Sort of amazing, even.
Claire: Oh, come on!
I don't need an ice cream cone.
Drew: It's not an ice cream cone.
What's an ice cream cone?
Claire: You know, "Here's a little something to make you happy, something sweet that melts in five minutes."
I'm completely cool with anything you want to say or not say, I don't need it. Besides, Ben is coming in tomorrow.
Do you want to hear my theory?
Drew: Of course.
Claire: You and I have a special talent, and I saw it immediately.
Drew: Tell me.
Claire: We're the substitute people.
Drew: The substitute people?
Claire: I've been the substitute person my whole life. I'm not an Ellen, I never wanted to be an Ellen. And I'm not a Cindy either. Although Chucks love me.
Drew: I'm sure they do.
Claire: I like being alone too much. I mean, I'm with a guy who's married to his academic career. I rarely see him. And I'm the substitute person there. I like it that way. It's a lot less pressure.
I need a road trip too. Too bad i can't drive. (sigh)