Joan of Arcadia2003

Joan:
You hurt me, really bad. Why should I trust you again?

Cute Boy God:
Why did you ever?

Joan:
Look we had some good times, and I'm fine with You, ya know being the Divine 'It.' But I don't want to see You anymore. It's not You, it's me. I'm just, I'm not the girl for you. I had a taste of normal, and I really liked it. You know, I really enjoyed being optimistic, and making my lamps.

Cute Boy God:
[after Joan refuses to talk to Him or believe He's real] Don't you miss me a little?

Joan:
[lying] No. [whispers after a long pause] Please go.

Cute Boy God:
Don't you miss yourself? Because I do.