I mean what I say when I say it. Although I don't always say what I mean when I do say...

Oliver: I mean what I say when I say it. Although I don't always say what I mean when I do say it, I mean it. For example when I once said I hoped our first date wouldn't be our last, that was a true and transparent statement that if we had ever actually completed a first date would subsequently have born out in action assuming you were in agreement which given your extended absence you might understand my assumption that your intentions and mine were not in concert.
Shane: If you are suggesting that I didn't miss you...
[walks toward him and pauses next to him]
Shane: and I might be the only person on earth who understands what you just said...
[walks to her purse and holds up the first envelope]
Shane: I wrote this one on the plane, with your pen, and talked about kissing you on the steps.
Shane: [Holds up another envelope] And the second one I wrote, with your pen, after we landed
[starting to cry]
Shane: and told you that... I wish I'd never left.
Shane: [Holds the rest one by one still fighting tears] And the third one. The third one is about how afraid I am that I can't do what they need me to do. And the fourth one is about how I'm afraid I'm gonna to die before I can see you again. And the fifth one is about deciding to survive it all so that I can come back to this crazy, stupid place...
[turns her back on Oliver to look at her desk]
Shane: and now you've moved my desk and you...
[Oliver grabs her arm and in one motion spins her to him and kisses her]
Shane: [after the kiss is over she smiles at Oliver still holding back tears] I thought of you every day. I know that might be hard for you to believe...
Oliver: You'd be surprised.
[Pulls something out of his pocket and hands it to Shane. Shane unfolds it and sees the napkin she drew the picture of jazz on. As she tries not to cry she folds it and puts it back in Oliver's pocket]
Oliver: How have you been?
Shane: Lonely