Patrick: I love you. not maybe, not possibly, not someday. right now, tonight. the fact is I've loved you for a long time. i don't even know when it started. maybe it was during the epidemic when i realized that i could lose you or when you saw me through my father's transplant. the days are a blur after i got stuck with the needle, but i remember your voice. you were calm. you held my hand the whole time. and i realized that i need you. i trust you. i admire you. and you can be wrong a lot of the times, and you can drive me crazy a lot of the times. but i love you. completely. i just - i thought you should know.
Robin: you were right from the start. I'm afraid to love again because i don't know how to love anyone just a little bit. the man that i love, i love him completely and if I lose him again...
Patrick: it's scary. I understand that.
Robin: so I rationalize. I tell myself that i like you, that I care about you. and then when i get in too deep, I pick a fight or i tell myself that you're selfish or I concentrate on a crisis, any crisis.
Patrick: you lecture a lot.
Robin: yes, i lecture a lot. I'm sorry. i treat my feelings for you like they're a chronic fever. i lie down and wait for them to pass except they never do. and the truth is i don't want them to.
Patrick: i don't want them to.
Robin: I've been hiding out for a long time. and the only thing that i have to show for that is loneliness and what I'm afraid to admit to in the first place. it's a sad, wasteful way to live. so here it goes. i think that you are amazing and brilliant and you're also really funny and charming. and you're my best friend. i love you.
Patrick: well, I've known for a long time. but it's nice to hear.