John Boothe: I need you, honey.
Jill Kinmont: You don't need me. You're whole. You're normal. You'll be fine.
John Boothe: You don't understand. See, all my life I've never had anybody. And lonely... I've been so lonely... except with you.
June Kinmont: He's following us.
Jill Kinmont: Keep driving, Mom.
John Boothe: You better goddamn PULL OVER and TALK to me goddammit!
Jill Kinmont: Don't stop, Mom.
John Boothe: Look! I'm not Dick Buek! I'm not gonna die doin' loop-the-loops in the Donner Pass!
Jill Kinmont: Pull over, Mom!
Jill Kinmont: You had no right! You had NO right!
John Boothe: No right to what? To almost die? Or to come so close to doing it to *you* again?
John Boothe: Jill, I said I'm sorry. What more do you want me to say?
Jill Kinmont: I don't want you to say anything. I just want to go.
Jill Kinmont: I *have* to go.
John Boothe: But why?
Jill Kinmont: Because I'll die the next time. I know I will. I came so close to it the other times. After Dick, I went into pills. After my father it was worse. I stopped wanting to teach. I didn't even paint. You have no idea how hard it was to want to come back. To find something... anything... that mattered to come back for. I love you, but I can't have you! I can't have anybody.
Jill Kinmont: Goodbye Johnny.
John Boothe: Y'know, I used to think you were kinda pretty... in a stuck-up sorta way. Now, well, now you're just plain beautiful.