Scott Roddan

Donald Morton: Excuse me. Do you know when the next bus, uh 217, runs?

Man at bus stop: Sorry.

Donald Morton: I'm chasing someone.

Man at bus stop: By bus?

Donald Morton: Well, it's important.

Man at bus stop: Important enough to take the bus?

Donald Morton: Yeah. My girlfriend left me because I wanted to get married and she wanted to stay just friends.

Man at bus stop: Ah. The slower this chase, the better.

Donald Morton: Yeah.

Isabelle Sorenson: All this time, and you didn't call.

Donald Morton: I was gonna call.

Isabelle Sorenson: You were?

Donald Morton: Well just to tell you that I wasn't gonna call so that you wouldn't be aggravated, sitting around waiting and wondering when I was

Isabelle Sorenson: gonna call?

Donald Morton: Yeah. But in the end I figured that forcing myself into your life was probably not right. I would always do that. So the only nice thing I had left to give was just not to call.

Isabelle Sorenson: I hated you for not calling. Because you were always gonna be there, and when you weren't, it was as if you didn't love me anymore.

Donald Morton: So go home, I'll call ya.