The whole thing hits its awful peak in the final scenes, in which Kimberly asks Dell to her Crate-and-Barrel-catalog apartment a few weeks before her wedding to another man. What better time for him to break the news that he nearly proposed to her, years ago, before deciding against it and flushing the ring down the toilet? It’s “Madam, I never eat Muscatel grapes,” except the Count of Monte Cristo wasn’t plotting a wildly inappropriate pass. And why has Kimberly invited her ex-boyfriend over to begin with? “No matter how bad our relationship got, I wanted to thank you from the bottom of my heart,” she says, as the music swells. This is what Kimberly tells the man we’ve just watched stalk her, lie to her, treat her like a prize to win, and explain Richard Dawkins to her: “I needed it. I needed you in this life.” No, she didn’t.