The Mystery of Mamo1978

[Lupin, hidden behind a pillar, presents a rose for Fujiko]

Fujiko:
[gasps] Lupin?

Lupin:
[melodramatic] Alas… only what’s left of him.

Fujiko:
Hm. What exactly is that supposed to mean?

Lupin:
[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…

Fujiko:
The thorn of my indifference? Oh, brother…

Lupin:
[smells the rose] Fatally pricked, and now, almost completely wasted away, my darling.

Fujiko:
[chuckling] Fatally pricked, huh? You gotta love karma!

Lupin:
Yet, there is still one thing that could save me.

Fujiko:
What might that be?

Lupin:
If your petal-like lips would but caress my own unworthy sad ones, I might yet survive, my love.

Fujiko:
I would, but you know you’d just prick yourself all over again.

Lupin:
Boy, you’re all thorns. [throws the rose away] And after all I went through to get you that damn Stone!

Fujiko:
Now, don’t try to make me feel all… [gasps] are you saying you actually did it, Lupin?!

Lupin:
Why, of course. Here you are.

[Fujiko’s eyes widen as Lupin presents her the Philosopher’s Stone]

Fujiko:
Wow, you really did it!

[Lupin yanks the Stone away from Fujiko]

Lupin:
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.