Casey Cartwright: Why are you so pissed at me? It was an honest mistake.
Cappie: It's like there's this tractor beam that seems to pull me toward you no matter what I do, and I am trying to shut it down. I'm trying to make it go away. It's nearly...
Casey Cartwright: -You think I planned this? You think I rigged the contest? So the KTs and ZBZs worked together, sabotaged the truck, then told Rusty not to answer his phone, got the girls drunk at the tailgate so they couldn't get me and forgot to call the Auto Club, so you could rescue me?
Cappie: See, I don't want to wonder anymore about what you're thinking, what you're doing or who you're doing it with. You were right, Case, I need to move on, but I don't know if I can if-Unless you just stop.
Casey Cartwright: Stop what? I'm sorry I called. I'm sorry I keep talking to you. I'm trying to do better. What else can I do?
Cappie: I don't know! Just stop. Stop making me so crazy.
Casey Cartwright: -Stop being so paranoid.
Cappie: -Stop telling me what to do.
Casey Cartwright: -Stop wasting your life on stupid things.
Cappie: -Stop making me want your approval.
Casey Cartwright: -Stop always being there when I need you.
Mechanic: -Stop yelling at each other and tell me what's wrong with the damn truck!
Casey Cartwright: It's the alternator.
Cappie: -It's the carburetor.