- Mia Cortez: [has Corey's hands tied above his head while she straddles him, stroking his bare chest] Do you like it?
- Corey Gerschak: Yeah...
- Mia Cortez: It gets better.
- Mia Cortez: We ought to respect their wishes.
- Corey Gerschak: Well... What if we got married? Would that be respectful enough?
- [chuckles]
- Mia Cortez: [chuckles] I am older than you. You don't wanna marry an old woman.
- [chuckles]
- Corey Gerschak: Are you kidding me? I would marry you in a second.
- Mia Cortez: Oh... I'd like that. But how does it look?
- Corey Gerschak: I don't care how it looks.
- Mia Cortez: I know, but... The police will care! I think you have to tell them. About your brother. About shooting your father.
- Corey Gerschak: Mia, I can't tell them that. They'll think that he killed them.
- Mia Cortez: Are you so sure that he didn't?
- Mia Cortez: [Suntanning on lounge chair next to swimming pool] Hi, Ron.
- Ron Gerschak: [takes off his sunglasses in annoyed way] What are you doing here?
- Mia Cortez: [chuckles] What does it look like?
- Ron Gerschak: Well, it doesn't look like dusting... or vacuuming... or laundry.
- Mia Cortez: [pouts] Oh, Ron... Don't be that way.
- Ron Gerschak: Mia... Things are kinda upside down right now... but it's not a vacation. You're still the maid. You're not a guest.
- Mia Cortez: Yeah, I know I'm just a servant. But I live here too! And your mama used to let me use this pool any time I wanted to in my break.
- Ron Gerschak: [shakes his head] I'm not believing this!
- Mia Cortez: You ask Corey! He's the one who lives here.
- Ron Gerschak: You get your lazy butt off that chaise, and you do what you're paid to do.
- Mia Cortez: [gets up, faces him] Ron...
- [shakes her head]
- Mia Cortez: I don't wanna fight with you.
- [smiles]
- Mia Cortez: I could be a good friend to you too. Just a few minutes more.
- [takes off her bikini top]
- Mia Cortez: I wanna work on my tan-lines.
- Ron Gerschak: [looks down at her haughtily] Move it. Now!
- Mia Cortez: [she grabs her top, moves past him, looks back] You can't order me around! I work for your brother.
- Ron Gerschak: [nods] Oh, yeah. And I saw what a job you did on him!
- [Mia walks away in a huff]