JANE: Pull yourself together, Jake. JANE: Your behavior is repugnant, and has no place in my empire. JANE: What kind of man are you? JANE: What kind of suitor to an heiress weeps uncontrollably when his imaginary friend's existence is called into question? DIRK: She has a point there. JAKE: *Wahhh!* DIRK: Dude, would you quit bawling already? DIRK: Stand up like a man, and punch her in the face or something. JAKE: But i dont WANNA be a man and i dont WANNA punch her in the face! JAKE: *WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!* JANE: Punch WHOM in the face, now? JAKE: Nobody! *HOOOOOOORNK!* JANE: Just sickening. JANE: To think I wasted my youth pining over a vile maggot like you. JANE: Jake, you should not be misled when I imply that I love you, or when I command you to marry me and sire my children. JANE: In truth I detest you, and if not for certain assets you possess, I would be sorely tempted to fork you full of holes right now and feed your remains to my daughter. JANE: . JANE: . JANE: . JANE: But I won't.