XFaden: You know, there a way to work this. You just ain't looking at it right.
Corinne: Whatever you sellin', I ain't buyin'.
Faden: Just bein' helpful, soeur. You had a sweet setup before the little girl got feisty. Clear the field again --
Corinne: 'Clear the field'? Look, Faden. I don't know what kinda girl you think I am --
Faden: I think you the kinda girl looks around and sees everybody she knew either moved up, moved on, or in the gutter an' good as dead. A girl as looks around an' sees the big fish gettin' younger, while she just gettin' older and older. A girl as knows the next chance she lets slip away will likely be her last. Am I right?
Corinne: I -- I'm listening.
Faden: Good girl.