Craig: Lois, I love you with all my heart. You're my reason to get up in the morning. You are my everything.
Lois: Craig...
Craig: Lois, I don't want to feel this way. I know you're married, I know you have four beautiful boys. It's my heart. I wish I didn't have a heart... but I do, and I can't help loving you. I can't help loving you with my stupid, stupid heart.
Lois: Oh, Craig... why'd you have to say that? Dear sweet Craig. I am truly sorry. I'm sorry for the way you feel. I'm sorry for any indication I ever gave you that I consider you anything more than a friend. And I am so sorry for what I have to do now... because now... I have to crush whatever it is in you that made you do what you just did. I am going to have to hurt you very, very badly, but believe me, Craig, it's for your own good. Number one... no to everything you just said. No to what you're thinking. No to everything you dream. No to your what-ifs. No to every single fantasy, wish, dream, and elaborate scenario that involves the two of us. No, no, no! Number two... [pinches Craig's wrist]
Craig: Ow!
Lois: Remember that pain. And whenever a thought creeps into your head wondering if there's anything more to the hello I gave you in the morning, you remember that pain. You have no future with me. You have nothing with me. I'm sorry.