Ned: Lucky, somebody's been expecting you.

Elizabeth: Oh, you're here.

Lucky: Yeah, late, I know, I'm sorry.

Elizabeth: No, no, no, that's good. I mean, dinner's not really ready. But the table's set. What's the use? You know, you may as well just go to that hamburgerstand you like, because nothing here is going to be even remotely edible.

Lucky: No, it'll be great. You want me to help?

Elizabeth: The idea was I would make it for you.

Lucky: Oh, well, then, I'll wait.

Elizabeth:You're going to regret this.

[Lucky's at the door with his hand on the knob]

Elizabeth: Oh, good, you changed your mind.

Lucky: No, I was just letting Ned out.

Elizabeth: Are you sure you just don't want to bail? I'm serious, this is a complete disaster.

Lucky: You're harder on yourself than anyone I've ever met. Why don't you just serve the meal and let me decide for myself?

Elizabeth: Just don't say I didn't warn you.

Lucky: All right.

Elizabeth: It's terrible, isn't it?

Lucky: How much salt did you use?

Elizabeth: Well, it said to add it to the water while it was boiling, but - oh, and I accidentally spilled some in.

[Lucky & Liz laugh]

Lucky: Well, all right, let me see here.

Elizabeth: You know, don't. You're the best friend I've ever had. I'd hate to see you die of food poisoning.

Lucky: It's not that bad.

Elizabeth: This is the worst meal you've ever tasted, isn't it?

Lucky: I've eaten in some strange places.

Elizabeth: Oh, now, tell the truth.

Lucky: All right, it's the worst meal.

Elizabeth: Ever.

Lucky: Well, for me,ok. But maybe it's not for you. Why don't you try some of his, huh?

Elizabeth: Oh.

Lucky: No, really.

Elizabeth: Forget it.

Lucky: Come on, try that.

Elizabeth: Get that away from me.

Lucky: That looks so good. Come on.

Elizabeth: Get it away. No! What are you --

Lucky: Dessert. Yeah, we'll save it. .