"I've had enough of this."
"Enough of what?"
"Don't play ignorant; you know what. You knew she and I were to go driving today; you deliberately kept her out all afternoon so she would miss the appointment."
"So?! So, you are sabotaging my relationship with her!"
"And if I am? All's fair in love and war, my friend."
"You don't love her. You don't care about her at all. You're just trying to make sure I don't win her. You're being petty and shallow and... and fake. It's as if you were made of plastic."
"Oh, plastic, that is appropriate. No surprise you should mention that, since that's all you care about. You never behaved like this when we were both poor, but ever since that promotion at the factory, you think you can just buy everything you want -- a big flat, a motorcar, even a nice woman. You don't care about her either! She's simply another object to you."
"Good lord, Duo, is this really about money? How can you deny being petty while you're saying such things?"
"No, this isn't about money... not entirely. But ever since you've had money, you've become more and more disconnected with the human world and human emotions. You don't care about people anymore -- not her, not me, not anyone. You don't care about anything beyond your damned work!"
"You'd probably better watch what you're accusing me of. You may not want to find out just how much I care."