— You think I'm perfect?
— I think you're mad. You're perfect for me.
— You're so stupid, Rose! Why did you do that? Why?!
— You jump, I jump, right?
I miss you. Maybe tonight we can, you know, rent a movie and then not watch it.
You're mine as I'm yours. And if we die, we die. But first we'll liνe.
— I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore.
— Then don't.