Bye-bye, Elan. P.S., Next time you implicate someone falsely, try to pick a pacifist.

You know you were with the lessers, true?" Butch lifted one of his busted-up hands. "And here I thought I'd been to Elizabeth Arden.

good call. A second drag and your next stop's the wastepaper basket - and not to toss your kleenex, true.

There was both love and despair in his voice. He was truly handicapped when it came to emotions, and falling in love hadn't changed that.

Use me. You've done so much for us-" Marissa said. "Not.....for you." V said. "He's alive because of you. So that's everything." V shook his head and turned away from the wrist. "Can't." "I need you. I'm sick from what I do. I need you." Butch whispered. Vishous fixated on Butch. "Only for...you... not me." "For both of us" "All of us," Marissa interjtected. V took a deep breth and bit into the wrist.

Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally…in love with you.

And I'm full aware of how much you don't like me at this moment" Can't be a new thing for you" Jim said