Do you just genuinely dislike me, Henry? Henry:
A week ago, I didn't give a rat's ass about nebulas and now I can't get enough of them. Ok? Lucy:
It's nebulae... not nebulas. Henry:
Ok, fine. I don't care about nebulas. You know accuse me of whatever you want, I'm probably guilty of it... contributing to global warming, and killing a squirrel once, and using the word retarded, and occasionally misinterpreted bigotry, but don't, don't... don't don't don't don't don't accuse me of not liking you. Ok?