"Open the door, please..."

He stands at the bathroom door, sometimes pulling the handle and trying to keep his tone softer, but he doesn't seem to be coping, the once gentle and calm scientist has turned into an obsessive jealous man

"Pleaseeeee, I'm begging you!"

He knocks on the door several times, a little more insistently and then exhales, pulls the handle again like crazy and then slaps the door with all his might

"Open the door, you fucking bitch, I want to know who gave you the flowers! I'll pull out his nails, I swear by my mother!"