Freddie Prinze Jr.: Ray Bronson
Ray Bronson : Every guy in history who tried to pick up a girl did the good-friend thing first.
[Ray appears pointing a gun at Ben Willis who's holding Julie hostage]
Ray Bronson : Let her go.
Will Benson : Oh God, you've got to be shitting me!
Ray Bronson : Let her go, Willis!
Ben Willis : Or what? What are you gonna do, boy? Call us names?
Ray Bronson : Let her go NOW!
Ben Willis : Think about it, boy. You're no killer. That's my job! You don't have it in you!
Ray Bronson : Julie.
Julie James : Ray! Hi! God, what are you doing here?
Ray Bronson : I got in early. Uh, who was that guy?
Julie James : Oh, that's Will. He's a friend, you'd like him.
Ray Bronson : Yeah.
Julie James : Will, we're just friends.
Ray Bronson : Every guy in history who tried to pick up on a girl did the good friend thing first. You ready to go? 'Kay, I have my truck, you know the drill. There's a crab boiler at Ollies, Croaker Queen Pageant. It's small town fun, but it's still nice.
Julie James : Ray, I can't.
Ray Bronson : You can't what?
Julie James : I just, I, I feel like there's this small part of me that hasn't healed up enough to go back. So, please understand.
Ray Bronson : Yeah, I understand.
Julie James : Well, it's not like that, Ray, it's not you. 'Kay? It is not you, it's, it's all me, in my head. You know, I wanna go back, I wanna be... fine, I wanna be with you and I want everything to be like it was. It just isn't. Why don't you stay up here, you know? Fireworks over the river, a million little things to do...
Ray Bronson : I have to work, Julie! My boat's in Southport, remember? But, hey, it's cool. You need your space from Croaker Land and... probably from me, too.
Julie James : Ray?
Ray Bronson : *Walking away* Forget it.
Julie James : Ray! Ray!
Ray Bronson : *Continues walking away*
Julie James : *To herself* I'm scared, that's all.