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Fooker: This is it, isn't it? You like Nick better than me. There's nothing more between us.
Ki: WHAT?!

[[Fooker, his hand on his forehead, looking down, with all the sadness of the world in his voice]]
Fooker: There's no more spark, no burning passion, no deep undying love. We have drifted apart, like two ships passing in the night. Alone upon the seas of destiny...

Ki: Fooker, there never WAS anything between us...
Fooker: I know, but I've never got to say that. Most women just tell me to drop dead.