"Why can't you accept that this is who I am?"

"Because I know you can change! You're better than that, I know you are!"

"Well, I'm sorry, but it's how I was born! I can't turn from that any more than you can-"

"Oh, don't give me that. You made a choice. Yeah, you might have been inclined that way, but you had to make the choice to follow through with it. You could have backed off at any time. Whatever crap you go through, you brought it on yourself."

"I thought you were different from the others. I thought you would understand. But you're the same as all of them. You talk about something you don't know anything about, you think you can figure it out just by looking at the stereotypes, and you can't. You just can't."

"It's not like I don't- I mean-"

"Then why do the words come out so hard? Tell me that. Why can't you say it without hesitating? Is it because you really don't and you're just stringing me along until you can ditch me by the side of the road? Or is it that you can't deal with the core of who I really am?"

"We shouldn't even have to have this conversation. You should know how I feel by now."

"Then take me for who I am, the good with what you consider bad. It'll make things easier. Maybe you'll even take that step in your life and accept-"

"Never. I figured out who I am and what I believe in a long time ago. You can't change that part of me, and if you try, I'll know you're a woman I could never have dealings with. Anything else you ask of me, fine. But that's something I can't do, and I think less of you for asking it."

"You'll never get anywhere in life if you close your eyes to new experiences. Come on. It'll be fun. You might even like it."

"Not likely. Look, you have to promise not to tell anyone, but a few months in high school, I... I tried it, and I really did try to like it, but I just... it's not me. I was miserable."

"People change from high school. You're more mature now. Maybe you'll like it now."

"You just never quit, do you? It hasn't been that long. I don't think I've changed that much. That's something important that it'd take a lot to dislodge, and I don't have the patience to try, even if I wanted to. Some things you're born to, and some things you're not, much as you think you can change them."

"Low blow."

"I'm sorry, but it's true and you know it."

"It's only true because you insist on it being true. One time. That's all I'm asking of you. Let me have you for one day and one night. See how I live. See if you can get comfortable with my lifestyle. Maybe there's a chance for us if you can, but if you can't then we're going to have to forget this whole idea."

"My mother would throw a fit if she knew what you had in mind for me. She's so- you know the type. She'd go into histrionics about how she didn't raise me to be that kind of girl, that she raised me good and proper and how could I do this to her, I'm breaking her heart, she doesn't know me anymore, I'm no longer her daughter... you know that routine all too well, right? Even if you didn't go through it, it's the one that's always on TV, because parents never accept their kids anymore."

"I know what you're talking about, don't worry."

"That's why I can't do it."

"You're going to let her scare you? I took you for a bigger, meaner, tougher woman than that."

"It's not about my mother. I just... it's not you. Well, it's mostly not you. It's hard for me to say it, you saw that before, but... I think I could love you if we had more time and if this were a perfect world. But you made your choice. I'm sorry, Katie, but evangelical Christianity just isn't a lifestyle I can get comfortable with."

"I thought we had a chance. But I understand, Diana."