- Rachel: This has nothing to do with him.
- Simon: This has everything to do with him. He tried to take away all the things that would let you love me without being in my bed, like a friend or a father. This has everything to do with him. This is about knowing the difference between right and wrong, between the truth and a lie. He took that from you. And if you can't tell the difference, then you can't trust anyone. And if you can't trust, you can't love.
- Rachel: What's it like to be so sure of yourself?
- Lilly: Dear Rachel, my mother always told me the hardest things to do in life are to trust, to have faith and to forgive, so I want you to hear the strength in my voice when I say I forgive you because I love you. That simple and that complicated. To forgive is to move forward. Georgia rule. Love, Mom.
- Rachel: Hi, wanted to introduce myself. I'm Rachel Wilcox. Nice to meet you.
- Grace Cunningham: Grace Cunningham.
- Rachel: [turning to Grace's friends] Hi, girls. How you doing?
- [turning back to Grace]
- Rachel: Look I just drove over here to tell you that Harlan and I- we're just friends now. Nothing's going to happen again, I promise. Scout's honor. So you guys can go and do whatever it is you do- I dont' know- have your summer fun and tell June that we're apart, even if we're not apart 'cause nothing's gonna happen and whatever has happened has happened already- so that's the end of it.
- Grace Cunningham: Fine. Now why don't you just go home and leave us all alone?
- Rachel: Okay, see, I tried to be nice, but let me put this a different way because you're not really getting it right now. If you call me a name, if you throw something at me- ever again!- if I see you talking to Harlan, yelling at Harlan, having anything AT ALL to do with Harlan, I will find all of your boyfriends and I will fuck them stupid. Okay? Get it? Thanks guys.
- [as she's walking away]
- Rachel: Thanks for your time. Have a good summer!
- Grace Cunningham: I am gonna pray for her.
- Harlan: You have to go with me to talk to June. I want to tell her in person.
- Rachel: Tell her what?
- Harlan: That we have to get married.
- Rachel: What?
- Harlan: It's the only way God will forgive us!
- Rachel: Oh my God, Harlan, I gave you a blow job!
- Harlan: [suddenly embarrassed] Um, thank you for breakfast, Miss Georgia. Rachel, I'll see you in the truck.
- Rachel: [to her grandmother, exasperated] No good deed goes unpunished!