(Sitting side-by-side on John's bed)
You're really going to tell me about this picture?
Sure. That's me, (Evangeline giggles) and that's my brother, Michael.
And?
And what? That's me and that's my brother, Michael.
John, you know every time I think you're ready...
My father -- took it in our backyard in Atlantic City. Took it with this old Leica camera he was always carrying around. (John stops to look at the picture) That's the last photo he ever took of us. He was killed in the line of duty 2 days later.
Thank you. Thanks for...
You're wuh... you're welcome, (smiles) okay, you're welcome.
(Laughs) You're very cute.
No. That's not cute. That's uh...that's a 10 year old with a bad attitude and an even worse haircut.
(Laughs) Let me see more pictures.
If I had any...
You don't?
Uh...I have one of my mom. That's about it.
You're kidding me.
I always traveled light.
No family pictures? Why?
I don't know. I guess my mom's got them all... I... I guess I never asked.
Hmmm...
Hmmm what? What is that? Okay, wait. Where are you going?
Okay. Stay right here. I'll be right back.

(Evangeline returns and John has shifted over to the couch)
Hey, I thought I told you to stay put.
I never did real good at following directions. You were gone so long, I had to get a beer. What'd you do?
Had to run to the car real quick.
Mmm...for what?
This! (Evangeline breaks out a camera and takes a shot of John. And John is looking annoyed and uncomfortable) You don't have any pictures? Smile. (Evangeline is being really playful)
The reason that I don't have any pictures is that I'm not really big on having my picture taken. Please...(John has his hand up to block the lens)
Oh what a surprise. Come on, smile.
Please... please don't do that. Alright, alright, that's...give me the camera.
I'm not done. (Their circling as John tries to get the camera and Evangeline keeps snapping shots)
Give me, give me the camera.
Oh come on smile, come on...fine... fine don't smile
I'm not smi...Give me...Fine I'll just erase it when I get it. (John is standing next to Evangeline and has given up for the moment. She positions the camera to take a shot of them together) Alright... just one more, right?
Wait, wait...(she presses the shutter and it doesn't go off) Uh hum. See you don't even know how to-that was good. All right, now give me the camera.
You're going to have to get it from me. Come on. (She backs up towards the bed dangling the camera and teasing John, who is steadily advancing) You're going to have to get it, if you want it.
Oh, I'll get it from you.
Please.
I'll get it.
Please
Please?
Please.
You're cute when you say please. (They laugh as she falls backwards onto the bed and he falls on top of her while firmly planting a kiss as he distracts her long enough to get the camera from her)

John! You are the worst!
Oh you're one to talk.
They're not that bad. (John is looking at the pictures)
No... I uh, actually, I almost...I almost like that one.
See! We're just makin' some memories here.
Oh, is that what we're doing? We're making memories?
Actually, I don't know. I thought we were having some fun. You have heard of that where you come from, fun? (She pokes his arm)
I'm sorry. Are you...are you trying to say that I'm not a fun guy?
(Laughs) You're a complicated guy.
How so?
Well tonight you opened up a little window to your past...feelings...then you closed it. Well, you know that's...that’s me trying. (Evangeline shifts and gets on her knees behind John as she massages his shoulders)
I'm not blaming you. I know there are things that you're not ready to talk about.
I don't want to keep things from you.
Then why didn't you tell me that Natalie took a job at the police station?
I don't know. It was just circumstances, you know. But you know uh that doesn't mean anything. She's got her friends and her family and she doesn't need me for anything.
What about you, John? Do you need her for anything?
(He gives her a very meaningful look) I got you.
Is that going to be enough for you?
I think the better question is, is that enough for you?
We're not talking about me.
Maybe we should.