Charlie: After I got shot, you thought about me, didn’t you? C’mon. You did, admit it.
Reese: Yeah- Yes, Crews, I thought about you.
Charlie: About what it would be like if I, you know, floated away. How empty your life would be. Reese with no Crews…
Reese: …
Charlie: Hey, when I was unconscious, (looks around, clears throat) the, uh, the President didn’t call me, did he?
Reese: No. He didn’t call.
Charlie: You’d tell me if he did though?
Reese: …
Charlie: I mean, you’d make sure I got that message?