facadeconfessions:

Grace: I told you that we should have asked for directions!

Trip: Grace, don’t start with me. I know where we’re going.

Grace: We don’t even have a car. What happened to our car, Trip?

Trip: (frustrated sigh) You know, if you start criticizing me, it’s just going to get really, really bad.

Grace: This would have never happened if I had said no to you when you proposed.

Trip: W-what?!

Grace: You manipulated me into marrying you. Admit it, Trip.

Trip: Grace… I never liked your decorating. You are not an artist.

Grace: Well… you’re not as sophisticated as you make it out to be. I’ve seen you at that little sports bar around the corner.

Trip: Why are you treating me like this, Grace? I’m taking you to Italy for God’s sake!

Grace: We’ll never get there if we don’t find the airport.

Trip: ….

Grace: (frustrated sigh)

Trip: Is…. is that a fucking melon over there?

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