And you'll never love me.

Her husband and two teenage sons beat the snot out of me and made me drink dog urine.

And it didn't feel good to me to have her following me that way.

Maybe you'll love me in another life.

It's the wacko that's been following me every day and night and not letting me rest or sleep or follow you.

It's time for me to take a deep breath and move on.

I gave up on that major babe, and look where it got me.

Don't you want me out of your life forever?

Excuse me, sir.

But sue me.

Well, Evelyn, you can't buy my love by showering me with trinkets and shiny knives.

I told you, I'm a doctor and a scientist.

And ever!

And ever!

Now, please, leave me alone.

Yes, you don't love me.

The way she's been following and harassing me, that's not unlike the way I've been following you.

I shall walk out this door, and you will no longer see, hear, or smell of me again.

And it worked?

Do you mean to tell me that you're not in love with me yet?