Secret Window

-I've had enough of your bullshit.
-You're a dick.

Do you feel better?
Yes, I do.
Yeah, look, marriages end.
I'm sorry, but I didn't end yours.

It was done by the time I got there.
Really? You must've thought her
wedding ring was a little strange.

Oh, man. Listen, I apologized
to you months ago.

I know you don't want me in your life.
I don't want you in mine either.

But until this little divorce thing's
done, not much we can do about it.

But I will not let you upset Amy
any more than you already have.

So why don't we just wrap this thing
up and get out of each other's lives--?

Are we getting the message
I'm sending?

Where are we from, Teddy?
I was gonna say Mississippi.
No. Long way from there.
Little place called Shooter's Bay.

Come on, Karsch.
Five hundred dollars a day.
Where are you when I need you?