Oliver: hey, are you ok? There are two cop cars outside.

Laurel: how am I supposed to stay away from you if you won’t stay away from me? What are you doing here, Ollie?

Oliver: my sister took … she pointed out to me that I have been distant ['distənt] since I got back and that … it would probably be a good idea if I let somebody in.

Laurel: so, you thought you’d star with the first person you pushed away.

Oliver: I did that to protect you. And then I saw you yesterday, and I realized ['riəlaɪz] that I hurt you.