Bella: Hey, did you get contacts?
Bella: Your eyes were black the last time I saw you, and now they're, like, golden brown.
Edward: Yeah, I know, it's the...It's the fluorescents.
All: Bella! Bella!
Girl: Dial 911!
Boy: I already called. They're gonna send somebody over soon.
Tyler: Bella, I'm so sorry. I panicked.
Girl: Bella, I've got 911 on the phone now.
Bella’s father: Bella. You okay? You and I are gonna talk. You all right?
Bella: I'm fine, Dad. Calm down.
Tyler: I'm sorry, Bella. I tried to stop.
Bella: I know. It's okay.
Bella’s father: No. It sure as hell is not okay.
Bella: Dad, it wasn't his fault.
Bella’s father: You could've been killed. You understand that?
Bella: Yes. But I wasn't, so...
Bella’s father: You can kiss your license goodbye.
Dr. Cullen: I heard the chief's daughter was here.
Bella’s father: Dr. Cullen.
Dr. Cullen: Charlie.
Dr. Cullen: I've got this one, Jackie. Isabella.
Dr. Cullen: Well, Bella, looks like you took quite a spill. How do you feel?
Dr. Cullen: Look here. You might experience some post-traumatic stress or disorientation, but your vitals look good. No signs of any head trauma. I think you'll be just fine.
Tyler: I'm so sorry, Bella. I'm really...
Bella: You know, it would've been a whole lot worse if Edward wasn't there. He knocked me out of the way.
Bella’s father: Edward? Your boy?
Bella: Yeah, it was amazing. I mean, he got to me so fast. He was nowhere near me.
Dr. Cullen: Sounds like you were very lucky. Charlie.
Bella’s father: I gotta go sign some paperwork. You should...You should probably call your mom.
Bella: Did you tell her? (Groans) She's probably just freaking out.
Rosalie: Fifteen kids that saw what happened.
Edward: What was I supposed to do, then? Let her die?
Rosalie: This isn't just about you. It's about all of us.