Matt: I feel like an idiot.
Casey: You look like an idiot.
Matt: I am an idiot.
Matt: We're hundreds of miles away from home, what are we supposed to do?
Casey: Tap our heels three times?
Matt: You think I'm crazy?
Casey: You're asking me?
Casey: I don't want to be sick anymore, okay?
Matt: You don't have to.
Casey: I don't want to live like this.
Matt: You don't have to.
Casey: They'll lock me up.
Matt: No... no, I'm not gonna let 'em... all right? But you can't do this yourself. Neither can I... I tried, okay? I can't do it.
Casey: Well then go... if it's too much for you to handle.
Matt: I can handle it, all right? I mean I'm here, aren't I? I'm here right now! I'm not leaving.
Matt: You pulled the alarm?
Casey: Yeah.
Matt: What are you nuts?
Casey: Yeah.
