Ernest be like: Whaaaat?!
Rosemary: I love you my darling!
Ernest: What do you mean it won’t work out??? I love this woman!
Jane: Maaaybe if it doesn’t then maybe we could-
Ernest: Jane you’re at 48% maybe you’d be better off with Roy.
Jane: 
Roy: What the hell Ernest!
Ernest: Joking.
Elsie: It looks like me and Roy won’t work out either! sobs
Roy: Don’t be silly. It’s just stupid numbers!
All: YEEEAAAH!
Roy: Let’s destroy the love calculator devil box!
They bash and destroy with every method they had at there time: ramming a train through it, dynamite, fire, those weird double hand saw things you cut trees with, even Ernest brings out his tripods! It’s unbreakable.
Rosemary: Even my super strength isn’t working.
Jane: MY FIRE IS FUTILE!! WAAAAAAH!
Love calculator: Mwuhahaha. Nothing can conquer love. MWUHAHAHAHA!