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Your beauty's a problem. You worry you won't be taken seriously.

Which one can say of any attractive woman with half a brain.

The women are either humoring you, or they're scared of you, but none of them like you.

You know, if you were a little nicer, maybe you'd find a man, instead of out here playing Captain Lesbo.

You're gonna need a woman to tell everyone that you're not a complete piece of shit. I could be that person for you.

Wait, you think I'm a piece of shit?

Fuck yeah.

'Cause where I'm from, we don't settle fights by throwing bombs.

Well, that's funny, because where I'm from, we don't need women to run to our rescue.

So now that I know your taste in cars, tell me, what about your women?

It all starts with the eyes. She's got to have those kind of eyes that can look right through the bullshit to the good in someone. 20% angel, 80% devil. Down to earth. Ain't afraid to get a little engine grease under her fingernails.

That doesn't sound anything like me.

The point of the game is to get the ball in the hole.

Point of a woman is to shut the fuck up, Dana.

So, Reacher, are you my father or not?

I guess we'll see when your mother gets here.

Sure you'd recognize her?

I tend to remember the women I sleep with.

But who says she'll remember you?

Thanks a lot.

That's the Maharajah? A kid?

Maybe he likes older women.

Trust me, buddy, you wanna take this call.

This better be good.

Now, ya gotta speak up, she's kinda old.

Great.

[picks up phone]

This is Brock Lovett. How can I help you, Mrs...?

[turns to Bobby]

Calvert. Rose Calvert.

...Mrs. Calvert?

I was just wondering if you had found the 'Heart of the Ocean' yet, Mr. Lovett.

[turns to Bobby, completely shocked]

Told ya ya wanted to take the call.

All right, you have my attention, Rose. Can you tell us who the woman in the picture is?

Oh yes, the woman in the picture is me!

It's so unfair.

Of course it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy.

You always did have a way with women.

Get the hell out of my car, old man!

You wanna marry that girl? I can help make it happen.

Oh-oh, yeah, who are you, Miss Lonelyhearts?

Just get in the car, Butthead.

Who you calling butthead, butthead?

The time-traveling is just too dangerous. Better that I devote myself to study the other great mystery of the universe: women!

You don't know anything about me.

Oh, really? I'm a man who lives as woman, And you're a woman who lives as a man.

Don't worry. Housekeeping will find you.

Treat all your ladies like this?

You are no lady. Trust me.

Am I a woman?

Yes.

Am I... pretty?

Uh, beauty is a construct based entirely on childhood impressions, influences and role models.

Yeah, but am I a pretty lady?

I don't know who you are. I don't know who you're supposed to be.

You picked the name!

Yeah, but I picked it at random from the papers.

You're not really getting the hang of this game, are you, Sherlock?