American Ultra2015

Mike Howell:
How did you know what that gas was?

Phoebe:
Okay... I...

Mike Howell:
No, no, no. What's going on? How do you know what that gas was?

Phoebe:
I don't know what's going on. But, listen. Baby. Mike, Mike, hey. I don't know what's going on! But I do know what's going on with you, okay? If you just listen. Listen!

Mike Howell:
Okay, tell me then.

Phoebe:
It's not going to make any sense right now.

Mike Howell:
What is going on with me?

Phoebe:
I'm your handler. I was assigned to you five years ago. Please understand, I'm CIA. Okay?

Mike Howell:
You're what?

Phoebe:
Listen to me. It's okay. I've been trying to tell you this for so f***ing long.

Mike Howell:
Phoebe. Are you not my girlfriend?

Phoebe:
Of course I'm your girlfriend, babe. That's what I'm telling you.

Mike Howell:
Please stop it. No. No, I can't even look at you. I gotta go.