Melissa: What about me? Huh, what about how I feel? Did you ever stop to consider that? Huh? I mean, what did you think I was just some slut plaything you could do what you want with and then just throw me away afterwards?
Doug: She set me up. She almost killed my mother and she almost killed me.
Melissa: What did he do, fuck some other girl?
Laura: Excuse me?
Melissa: Did he put his cock somewhere he shouldn't have?
Melissa: You're a killer now, is that it? Well, you know, guns are pretty messy, are you sure you can handle it?
[Melissa is driving Doug, whom she's only just met, home in her car]
Melissa: [In the middle of an small-talk conversion] So you wanna fuck?
[Doug chuckles awkwardly]
Melissa: I can demonstrate, if you like.
Doug: I already told you, I have a girlfried.
Melissa: I don't know. Your mouth says that...
[she places her hand on his jeans]
Melissa: ... but your body is saying something different.
[Melissa pulls off the road and on to a baseball field, where she and Doug proceed to have sex]