Jacinda opens her trap and spews out an unbelievably sickening monologue about how Nice Guys and romance and he went to Jared and it's so awful and unearned and gross. I would rather read Fifty Shades Of Grey than listen to some awful cardboard bullshit couple talk about their gaywad love activities. Listen:
Vincent: "You took a 40-year-old man who'd never been married, a man who doesn't believe in something unless he can see it, and you made him believe in the one and only thing no one can ever see. Love."
Jacinda: "What makes you think love can't be seen? I've seen it. In Post-Its filled with poems, stuck on my bathroom mirror. And in a yellow tack given to me every single year on my birthday, knowing that wherever I stick it on the map, that's exactly where we're gonna wake up the next morning. And you know what? I see it in Hank's eyes every single time he looks at me."
Vincent freaks out because he is like, obsessed with Anthony Edwards's eyes -- because he thinks they are zombie Apocalypse Nazi Baby eyes -- but he is too bonkers to explain this properly to Jacinda, so she just thinks he's grossed out by her gross words.
EINSTEIN THING PLACE
Streep: "Let me do some of this Einstein math from the quantum chalkboard real quick... This is really hard, figuring out the secret of energy that he erased. Don't worry, though. I can do it."
Skeptikids: "Like Post-Its filled with poems, math is something you can't see, but we can see it. Because of science."
Streep: "Oh, I see the problem. Part of this was erased."
Skeptikids: "Uh huh, go on."
Streep: "It was a cryptovariable!"
Skeptikids: "You don't say."
Streep: "Shh, I have to do more math. I have to do all the math."
FBI Lady: "I am about this close to not believing in things."
Girl Skeptic: "Did you know that in the hospital, the last thing Einstein asked for was a piece of paper and a pencil?"
FBI Lady: "This is so stupid. Everything is so stupid. I just want to lose control of myself in a crazy lady rage and shoot a terrorist. Why do we have to go through this retardedly elaborate goat rodeo with the clocks and the cryptovariables and the..."
Girl Skeptic: "So he wrote down a thing we will find out later. And then apparently, while in the middle of dying, he took that clock and he buried it..."
Streep: "At the Einstein monument under a tree that you can see from here. Where nobody would ever think to look for it."