I love you

[On night 29, Angela Drake is calculating all the expenses and finds that Monty had spent the remaining $38,000 on the big party in the Plaza Hotel's Grand Ballroom; Brewster walks into the room to see the inevitable] Monty Brewster:
Hi. I thought I'd find you here. Listen, since Warren's not around, I... thought maybe I can escort you to the party. Angela Drake:
Monty, I'm real sorry about you retiring from baseball. I know how much it meant to you. Monty Brewster:
That's all right. I mean, it happens to everyone sooner or later. It's the nature of the game. Angela Drake:
Yeah. Well... I don't think there's anything left here for me to add up, so I guess this is goodbye. Monty Brewster:
Goodbye? Don't you wanna go to the party? Angela Drake:
Oh, no. I couldn't stand another one. If you wanna know the truth, I don't see what could you possibly be celebrating unless you think it's okay to squander thirty million dollars. Monty Brewster:
I don't. I just think maybe it was a phase I was going through. [Angela, about to turn cross, starts to walk away] Monty Brewster:
Listen, tomorrow, things will be different. I won't be like this anymore. Angela Drake:
[turns cross]
Come tomorrow, you are dead broke. It's all over. You don't even have a job playing baseball anymore. And what do you do? You throw a party with last thirty-eight thousand! Monty Brewster:
Listen to me. I pissed off so much money, I figured, what difference does $38,000 make? Angela Drake:
[angry]
Oh, how dare you. That's more money than a lot of hard-working people earn in a year! You better get your values together because you're gonna need them. Monty Brewster:
[frustated]
Why don't wait until tomorrow and then you'll know what this is all about. Angela Drake:
[furious]
Just forget it, okay? And I hope you have fun at that party 'cause it all you got left! [Angela, very upset, storms out of the room and slams the door behind him] Monty Brewster:
I love you