- Detective J.D. LaRue: [talking to a doctor in the doctor's office] Okay. I'm a drunk. I tried to quit. I couldn't. And because I'm a drunk, I'm a liar, and nobody trusts a liar.
- [sighs]
- Detective J.D. LaRue: I lost my partner. I'm... I'm probably gonna lose my job.
- [sighs again]
- Detective J.D. LaRue: I'm scared. I've never been so scared in my life, Doctor. I'm scared to go to work, I'm scared to go home. I'm scared to be with a woman. I'm scared to be here. I need help. And... and if... if I don't get help now, I'm gonna die. And... and I don't wanna die.
- [starts weeping]
- Detective J.D. LaRue: Please, God. Please, God!
- [sobbing, as the Doctor's consoling hand reaches in to pat him on the shoulder]
- Detective J.D. LaRue: Please. Don't let me die...