- Bill Miles: Lisa. We're going home.
- Lisa Miles: I am home.
- [Lisa attempts to run out, but Bill shuts the door blocking her]
- Bill Miles: Look, I don't know what crap your sister's been feeding you, but we're taking the kids, and we're going home.
- Lisa Miles: There is no home, Bill, you lost it! You lost the kids, you lost me! Not Joanne; you did it! YOU... did it!
- Bill Miles: Did you think I was going to go. Did you think I was going to let you divorce me?
- [Bill grabs Lisa and pins her at the wall]
- Lisa Miles: I don't need your permission on anything!
- Bill Miles: I'm your husband!
- Lisa Miles: Not anymore!
- [Lisa pushes Bill away, Bill then sits on the bed and takes out a firearm, Lisa goes horrified]
- Bill Miles: Thought you could live without me. Didn't you.
- Lisa Miles: No...
- Bill Miles: [raises the gun up] Didn't you?
- Lisa Miles: DON'T!
- [Bill shoots Lisa in the stomach, stands over her, and leaves]