Stranger Than Fiction2006

[Harold gives Ana bags of flour and confesses his love for her.]

Harold Crick:
Miss Pascal, I've been odd and I... I know that I've been odd. And... I want you.

Ana Pascal:
What?

Harold Crick:
There are so many reasons, so many influences in my life that are telling me, at times quite litterally, that I should have come here and bring you these. But... but I'm doing this because I want you.

Ana Pascal:
You want me?

Harold Crick:
In no uncertain terms.

Ana Pascal:
Isn't there some very... clearer and established... rule about... fraternization?

Harold Crick:
Auditor/ auditee protocol?

Ana Pascal:
Yeah!

Harold Crick:
Yeah, but I don't care.

Ana Pascal:
Why?

Harold Crick:
Because I want you.