Max: I have had my share of Valentine's Day disappointments. Trust me. Ever since I was a little girl, you know what I get every year? Those little stupid candy hearts that say "Love me." "Hug me." Bite me!
Max: You've been carrying a torch for this woman for fifteen years? You carry that thing much longer you're gonna set yourself on fire.
The Devil: If it means anything, I'm sorry. Sort of. Well... no, I'm not.