Young Man : Ah, you don't want to know.
Woman : Okay, see ya.
Young Man : Wait, wait, wait! Why are you walking away ?
Woman : Well, you said I didn't want to know.
Young Man : No, wait. You see my parents really don't love me.
Woman : What do you mean? When I met them last week, they seemed really caring .
Young Man : Uh, you don't understand! You see. I want a new smart phone . . . I mean, I need one, and my parents won't buy me it!
Woman : Uh, excuse me, but uh, don't you already have a iPhone?
Young Man : Man, yeah, but it's three months old, and it has a small scratch on it.
Woman : Where? Let me see. [ Look! ] I don't see a scratch.
Young Man : Look, look right here!. [ THAT? ] [ Do ] you see it?
Woman : It's just a speck of dust .
Young Man : Anyway. And my other phone . . .
Woman : What? You have two phones?
Young Man : That's beside the point .
Woman : So, so, did your parents give you a reason for not buying you a new phone?
Young Man : Not a good one. Only something about being self-reliant and not being so entitled , or something like that. And now they want me to work . . . on the neighbor's farm to pay for it. [ Good idea! ] It's not fair.
Woman : Hey, I think I know the problem. [ What? ] Take a look in the mirror. You'll see both the problem and the solution.
Young Man : Uh! You're no help.