If you don't have the stomach to watch it yourself, Pat tells this woman straight-up that she's doomed for failure. Not only that, she's cavorting with the devil. He said, "I don't know what kind of relationship you've got--whether you're getting intimate with one another [translation: Pat Robertson wants to know whether you're getting your fuck on] or moving towards marriage. I hate to tell you, but you have to find someone else. Either he changes and gives his heart to the lord or you go down the road with someone else. He's going to be serving the devil, you're going to be serving God."
What Pat doesn't get is that atheists don't believe in the devil any more than they believe in the big guy in the sky. Incredibly, though, I actually agree with the gist of what Pat's saying, though on different grounds: I could deal with a person who'd decided to get religious--I might not ever be a believer, but whatever works for you. But if I found out my partner was looking to a vile, ignorant, hateful man like Pat Robertson for advice--well, that would be a dealbreaker.