- Héctor: [first lines - everything has fallen out of the back of his car] Clara! Clara! Clara! Didn't you hear me calling you?
- Clara: You called me?
- Héctor: Yeah. You didn't hear me?
- Clara: No.
- Héctor: This was the one you wanted, right?
- Clara: Yeah. And the fertilizer?
- Héctor: Up there.
- Clara: Put it there.
- Héctor: You'll assembled it here?
- Clara: Sure.
- Clara: [a quick kiss] Time flies here.
- Clara: I'm going upstairs to lie down.