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Lucky: What makes you think I want to walk away?
Sam: Don't do that.
Lucky: But -- do what?
Sam: Don't pretend like you care, when we both know the only reason why you considered giving our relationship another shot was so you could keep me from pressing charges against Elizabeth.
Lucky: Come on, Sam. I wouldn't be standing here trying to work things out if I didn't have any feelings for you.
Sam: You were pretty clear about your feelings for me the night you kicked me out of your house.
Lucky: Because I was angry.
Sam: Okay, fine, and I -- I don't blame you for hating me.
Lucky: And I don't hate you, Sam.
Sam: Okay! But you don't trust me, either. So why are you working so hard to convince me that you care when we both know that you don't?
Lucky: Because I told myself that I would be better off without you in my life. But then --
Sam: Then what? Then Elizabeth got into an accident and needed you to make everything right? And then -- and then you were suddenly willing to make things right with me? You did it out of love for her, Lucky, not me.
Lucky: You know what? When you got hit by that car, I realized how much I still care about you. Seeing you in that hospital bed, knowing you almost died -- I just don't want to be angry anymore. I want to -- I want to try and make this work.
Sam: Okay. I don't want you with me out of pity, Lucky.
Lucky: But I want to be with you, Sam. Why are you pushing out?
Sam: Maybe because I don't want another broken heart.
Lucky: You know, I know that we can make this work, as long as we promise to be honest with each other.
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