Allison: Do you even care that I’m upset? That I’m worried? Because you’re making absolutely no effort to even try to communicate. [Joe walks away] And it’s just killing me. [Allison begins to cry]
Joe: [returns with his phone so Allison can read what he wants to say] Don’t cry. [types] It’s hard being married to someone who sees things I can’t.
Allison: I know.
Joe: [types] And sometimes I feel sorry for myself. [types] I’m not proud of it.
Allison: It’s okay.
Joe: [types] I love you.
Allison: You better.