Bill: "She's a... a therapist."
Jo: "Oh... yours?"
Bill: "Christ, you couldn't resist, could you?"
Jo: "What? I'm not saying you need therapy."
Bill: "What? Wait, wait, wait, I need therapy?"
Jo: "I didn't say that. I didn't say that."
Bill: "What could I possibly need a therapist for? Huh? You're the doctor, tell me!"
Jo: "I don't know... inability to finish things?"
Bill: "Inability to finish things"?
Jo: "Maybe rushing into things you can't quite commit to."
Bill: "Commitment?"
Jo: "You asked..."