— I love you.
— I'm sorry, Michael, but...
— Do you have any feelings for me?
— Michael, I'm paid to do what I do for you. That's my job. That isn't love. And what you feel for me, that isn't love either. It's gratitude. I like working for you, but... it is just a job. There isn't anything else going on here, Michael, do you understand? There isn't anything else going on.
