"How could you do this? How could you do this now? You know how busy I am right now, you know how much I've got on my plate – god, I barely even have time to eat, but you expect me to go have dinner with your stupid parents?"
"Kurt. I know you're busy, babe, but they're only here for the weekend, and they're finally on the road to accepting us, and I just-"
"I have deadlines, B, because I have an actual fucking job that pays actual fucking money. I'm the one who keeps us afloat and if you don't want to be out on the streets you'll let me do my job."
"You know how hard I'm trying with the teaching thing! It's not my fault that nobody's hiring right now! And, you know what? I could've been a fucking trust fund kid – my parents could've paid our way comfortably if it weren't for your goddamned pride-"
"Oh, so you'd rather leech off your homophobic parents than get a fucking job – great! Nobody told me I was marrying the laziest dick around-"
"I'm just saying. Then maybe you wouldn't have to work so hard. Maybe you'd actually be able to spend some fucking time with me for a change. I have more of a relationship with the refrigerator than I do with you-"
"Well maybe if you had some fucking respect for me and for the high end career I chose over my dream so that I could support this so called 'family' and support you so you could follow your dream-"
"I didn't ask you to do that, nobody asked you to do that-"
"Isn't that what love's about? Sacrifice? What have you sacrificed, huh? Your trust fund? You poor fucking thing."
"You know what? Fine. Whatever. I'll go have dinner with my parents. You stay here and work on your precious fucking project."
"I will-"
"And you know what they're going to say to me? It's going to be all 'I told you so' and 'it was just a phase, dear' and 'two men can't have a stable relationship – it's not natural' and you know what you're doing? You're proving them fucking right."
"Since when do you care what your parents think? And no, honey, I'll be the one putting the food on the fucking table – I hope that doesn't get between you and the fucking refrigerator. Go on, get out. Give my love to your parents."
"Grow the fuck up, Kurt. Maybe I'll be back by the time you do."