Oh, come on, don't be silly. You are talking to an almost professional psychiatric nurse

Will Randall:

[outside overlooking the lake]
This is really something. Laura:
Isn't it? This is where I used to come to bury my pets. And This is where I realized that one day I would die. Standing right here on this spot, I realized that one day I would be over. Will Randall:
I want to tell you something. A few days ago, something happened to me. I was driving in New England and I hit an animal. Laura:
Oh, God. Will Randall:
A wolf. Laura:
In New England? Are you sure? Will Randall:
I'm absolutely positive. And when I tried to touch it, it but me. Laura:
Did you get checked for rabies? Will Randall:
Yes. No, I'm fine. But this is really going to sound insane. Since it happened, I feel as though the wolf passed something along to me. A scrap of its spirit in my blood or something. I don't know. Suddenly my senses are all incredibly acute. I feel just so... great. I mean I'm just not the kind of person who walks around feeling great. I don't know. I'm... I'm different. More alive. Stronger. Laura:
[laughs]
Well, sounds strange, but... Will Randall:
It's better than living in Bosnia Laura:
No,no. I wasn't going to say that. I was going to say that, whatever it is, if you feel great, maybe you should just accept it as a gift. Will Randall:
Well, I'm afraid it will have a price. Laura:
There is that. Would you like to stay for dinner? If it's not peanut butter and jelly and I don't tell my father? Will Randall:
Yes. Laura:
Well... Let's get back before it gets dark. Will Randall:
You cold? Laura:
No but we will be. [Will groans in pain] Laura:
What is it? Will Randall:
I don't know. Laura:
Here, sit down. Will Randall:
No, I think... I think I want to get inside. Inside Laura:
Well, All right. All right. It's not that far. Here, lean on me. Will Randall:
No. Laura:
[put his arm over her so he can lean on her]
Oh, come on, don't be silly. You are talking to an almost professional psychiatric nurse