Lee : I want that package.
Amanda : Good. I don't.
Lee : I'll come to your house.
Amanda : You certainly will not... I'll send it to you. Where do you live?
Lee : I can't tell you that.
Amanda : Good. Good-bye.
Lee : Now wait. Hold it, stop. I have to see you.
Amanda : No. Are you going to let go of my car?
Lee : No. Here, take my card.
[Puts business card under wiper blade]
Lee : [to the back of the car as Amanda drives off] Call me.