R: I guess there must be a good reason for such a special night.
J: We are going to be a family. That is a good reason.
Maybe leaving this place could be another good reason.
R: Leaving? Where?
J: Have you ever felt the breeze of the ocean?
I know we have already talked about this, but now it's different. Now there is a real opportunity to
get out of here. Bob can get me a transfer, Rachel.
R: And what are we going to do? Get on a bus and start from scratch in another city with an expiration date? You're about to have a daughter, Jacq.
J: I know. I know.
R: Where the hell do you want to go?
J: Where there is a damn future. There has to be one somewhere.
R:How do you know it'll be any better on the coast?
J: For God's sake, Rachel, look at this. Look.
Air we cannot breathe.
Rain we cannot touch.
Aren't you afraid to bring your daughter into a place like this?
R: How can you be such a wretch! I cant afford to be afraid!
Tell me you don't regret it.
Tell me Jacq.
J: You insisted.
R: That's true. I insisted. Now, get out of here.
R: Leave me alone.