[arguing]
L: I’m not a gold-digger, you son-of-a-gnome!
Co: Lola.
L: He-he just busted in. I don’t understand why...
Co: I’m sorry, darling.
L: I...I’ll just be upstairs.
Co: I don’t take kindly to people upsetting Lola. She did nothing to you. But it does raise the question of why you are here? Yesterday you made it clear that you never wanted to see me again.
Ca: Look...something came up and I think I’m owed an explanation and Cindy won’t tell me...about our parents and what happened and...
Co: I see. So you only want to talk to me if I’m useful to you? Forgive me, Case, but I have much better things to do with my time. After how you just treated Lola, I’m really not in the mood to entertain you.
Ca: Am I really the reason you killed our parents?