That's wrong. What you said.

I don't think I'm better than anyone.

I'm stronger. I'm more powerful. You said I had a god complex, but you fail to realize I've become one.

But no. I'm no better than you, Annie. We're both monsters.

[His arm raises, and his fingers unfurl; he's reaching for her, offering his hand. Come. Be close. It's only us here now. The end of the world can wait the length of a kiss. Don't deny me.]