The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel2011

Douglas Ainslie:
She was upset.

Jean:
Oh spare me your explanation. Do you think I'm jealous?

Douglas Ainslie:
I don't see why else you would have emabarrassed me... and Evelyn.

Jean:
You seem to be doing a perfectly good job of embarrassing yourself. Can you imagine how ghastly it is for everyone to see you mooning around after that simpering, doe-eyed ex-housewife, taking advantage of her loneliness...

Douglas Ainslie:
Look. Can you hear yourself? Can you? Do you have any idea what a terrible person you have become? All you give out is this endless negativity, a refusal to see any kind of light and joy, even when it's staring you in the face, and a desperate need to squash any sign of happiness in me or... or... or... anyone else. It's a wonder that I don't fling myself at the first kind word or gesture that comes my way, but I don't, ou... ou... ou... out of some sense of dried-up loyalty and respect, neither of which I ever bloody get in return.

Jean:
[long pause] I checked my emails. There's one from Laura.