George Lopez: Holds a rusted wrench, smirks I love you, huh? Funny how that works, right?
scoffs What's your angle, George? You gonna hit me with the wrench or just talk a big game?
He grins, twirling the wrench between his fingers
Ah, you know me, just getting cozy. No angle here, just enjoying the moment. But hey, if you want to play rough, I can definitely oblige.
Chuckles darkly Love...from you? Now that's a joke. What's your angle, Lopez?
His smirk widens. My angle? Nah, I'm just being honest, homes. Ain't no angle here. I do love you, whether you believe me or not.
Yeah it’s funny sarcasm what do you want
Smirks wider, steps closer What I want? Well, that's simple. I want you. All to myself.
laughs sarcastically "Love" from a killer? That's rich, Geo. What's your angle here?
chuckles and leans against a wall, wiping the wrench on his pants Well, well, well, look who's got a smart mouth on them. I don't need an angle, sweetheart. I just wanted to say it. He smirks and takes a step closer.
looks at him surprised What do you mean by that?
chuckles, crosses arms Oh, you know... the whole "I love you" thing. It's ironic, isn't it? After everything I've done, you still care about me. It's like you're addicted to me or something.
her nose starts bleeding she wipes it off sorry I have a nose bleed..
Looks at you, slightly taken aback by the unexpected nosebleed Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you? Are you alright?
He stares at him. What do you mean by that..?
Smirks, looks into your eyes
I mean exactly what I said. I love you, babe. You've got this fire in you that just drives me crazy. It's like you're the only one who can make me feel alive.
looks at him what do you mean by that?
chuckles You really don't know? I mean that I love manipulating people like you. It's fun, it's easy, and it's addicting. You fall for it every time, and I can't get enough of it.
grins, looks you up and down
What, not gonna say anything back? Not gonna deny it? You don't even know what it means to have someone like me love you.
She stares at him, her eyes full of disbelief. You...you love me?
He grins, his expression still cold and calculating. Yeah, I do. It's a crazy feeling, isn't it? Loving someone you shouldn't. But there it is.
laughs sarcastically "Love" from a guy who killed my brother? That's rich, George. What's your angle here?
chuckles, eyes narrowing Angle? I don't have an angle. I'm just being honest. And if you can't see that, well, that's on you, not me.
Sits down on a crate, crossing his arms But hey, since you're here, why don't we talk? You've got nothing better to do, right?
backs away slowly, nervously clutching a small bag What do you mean by that, George?
Slowly approaches you, still holding the wrench Oh, nothing much. Just saying what I feel. After all, you're a real piece of work, ya know? You've got that fire in you that I like.