“And your ex, or maybe you're back with herI don't know, Emma. I read some of what she wroteTo you when I broke into your gmail account.She's charming. A little shallow maybe”

“What are you gonna say?" Emma asked. " 'I'm not sure I want you back, but I'm sure I don't want your ex-con ex-girlfriend to have you, either'? Yeah. That'll start this little triangle off on the right foot.”

“I mean, if you're gonna purposely lose your mind,you want to get it back some day. Don't you? Okay, maybe not.”

“What's your heart telling you to do?I don't know.'Maybe, you're trying too hard to hear it.”

“I know you lost your partner in crime, but...I want YOU to be MINE. Maybe WE should travel the world together, Camryn...I know I can't replace your ex--""Andrew...it was always you.”

“I don't know what shit you're working though but I know its there. I know you'd rather not even acknowledge it and definitely don't want me to be a part of the process. I don't care. Princess, this is happening between you and me.""What, exactly, do you mean by 'this'? You fucking me?" I snapped..." Yeah. Me fucking you. In your bed, on your couch, in my bed and anywhere else I can think of. I'm gonna do you on your back, on your knees and you're gonna ride me. And when I've exhausted you and you don't have those fucking shields up, I'm gonna make you talk to me and tell me what this shit is about and then, maybe, I can help you with it.”