In that vein, another incredibly messed up movie called Basmati Blues

BRIE

I know enough about biology
To know that love

is not some mystery
It's chemicals
It's only chemicals

Maybe you're funny
And maybe you're smart
Maybe your whole

exceeds the sum of your parts
Maybe your eyes,

 they're gonna break my heart
But don't you even think

I'm ever gonna start
Getting physical
You may be kissable

But still resistible 

You see that oxytocin

Enters into the stream
When serotonins mix

with dopamine
Combine together

with adrenaline
Your body starts

singing like a violin
It's not magical
Or mystical

it’s only chemicals

Love, don't knock at my door
Don't come here no more
Love isn't what I'm looking for now

(AMBUDKAR)
Forget the sonnets and

the love poetry
That stuff has never meant

a damn to me
It's trivial
Though understandable
But look, we’re sowing poison

in the food that we grow
It's terrifying what the data shows
Destroy our planet,

 and we'll reap what we sow
And nobody in power

seems to wanna know
It's critical
But she's distracting and she’s beautiful

Please, don't knock at my door
Don't come here no more
Love isn't what I'm looking for now

[BRIE AND AMBUDKAR]
Love, don't knock at my door
Don't come here no more
Love isn't what I'm looking for now

[RAMAPRIYAN]
She’d look wonderful beside

me at an embassy ball
A lovely set of antlers

on my library wall
I'll teach her how to talk

with a superior drawl
To London, Manhattan, t

o hell with them all
I feel masterful
So powerful
It's wonderful
And she's very beautiful

Love, come knock at my door
You've missed me before
Don't wanna be alone no more now