Six Feet Under2001

Brenda:
[sparking up] Sorry, he's obviously off his meds.

Nate:
What, intentionally?

Brenda:
No, it happens occassionally, it's been a while.

Nate:
Uh Brenda, come on!

Brenda:
Sorry Nate, I can't. I'm all he's got when he's like this.

Nate:
You are letting him manipulate you.

Brenda:
You don't know him. You don't know what he's doing.

Nate:
Well I know he didn't like me, and I have a feeling he doesn't like any man in your life, am I right?

Brenda:
...

Nate:
Answer me!

Brenda:
What, you think I f***ed my brother?

Nate:
Jesus, I never said that!

Brenda:
Nate, he's sick! He's my brother and he's sick, and he needs me! This is who I am, this is what you get...