Hm. What exactly is that supposed to mean?
[walks out to her, wearing a formal dress suit]
It means, my dear Fujiko, that you are a rose, and I have been pricked by the thorn of your indifference…
The thorn of my indifference? Oh, brother...
Yet, there is still one thing that could save me.
What might that be?
If your petal-like lips would but caress my own unworthy sad ones, I might yet survive, my love.
I would, but you know you’d just prick yourself all over again.
Boy, you’re all thorns. [throws the rose away] And after all I went through to get you that damn Stone!
Now, don’t try to make me feel all... [gasps] are you saying you actually did it, Lupin?!
Why, of course. Here you are.
[Lupin yanks the Stone away from Fujiko]
Hey! My God, look at you! You're not so indifferent right now, are you? I must say, I don't know why I bother. You know, Fujiko, at least I held up my end of the bargain. Well, didn't I? I got the thing for you, and no questions asked: like who you're in business with or anything, and what did I ask for in return? A little human consideration, just the pretense that you care about me; but apparently, it's too much to ask.
