“She ... is everything to me. Everything. Healthy or traumatized, she’s all I want, and she’s mine.”

“She’s my mate. She’s mine. No one keeps her from me. No one insults her. And no one – and I mean no one – talks to her the way you just did, understand me?”

“Look guys, you might want to think twice before doing this. I’m not an easy target. And I’ve seen CSI. I know how to get rid of the bodies and everything.”

“You. Are. Mine. That’s it, that’s all there is to it.”

“I love you ... You're mine ... And you're not leaving me ever again... I really am so sick and tired of trying to live without you.”

“Like it or not, your business became mine the minute you let me inside your body.”

“Wanna go to bed and play doctors?” Chuckling, she punched his arm. “No, I don’t.”“Sorry, that was immature. How about playing gynecologists?” Again, she chuckled. “I would, but lunch is calling my name loud and clear.”“Baby, I’ll call your name as loud and clear as you want.”