"Stop projecting."
Full circle, thought Channing in despair. Now they both wanted to prove they were real.
"Nuts to both of you," Ellen said. "The way you've been acting lately, how do I know you're both not fake?"
They looked at each other, the two Channings. They looked at her. They smiled.
"Go ahead and laugh. Go ahead and.... Bryan, Bryan, why did this have to happen to us?"
"That's all right now, dear," the copy said.
"You take your hands off her."
"You mind your own bushiness."
"Listen," Channing said to his wife. "Do you think I'd want you to keep that—that girl inside?"
"You said—"