Watched “Secretary” again last night. What a fine film. Worth seeing for the best break-up line of all time:
You’re my fiancee!
I don’t want you. Get out.
I mean, poor Peter. But when you know, you know, right? I wish more people had the balls to say it out loud and clear when they do want you. And when they don’t. Makes things so much clearer, doncha think?