Don't you suppose I know that you've lain in my arms and pretended I was Ashley Wilkes? Pleasant thing, that. Rather ghostly, in fact. Like having three in a bed where there ought to be just two." Oh, yes, you've been faithful to me because Ashley wouldn't have you. But, hell, I wouldn't have grudged him your body. I know how little bodies mean — especially women's bodies. But I do grudge him your heart and your dear, hard, unscrupulous, stubborn mind. He doesn't want your mind, the fool, and I don't want your body. I can buy women cheap. But I do want your mind and your heart, and I'll never have them, any more than you'll ever have Ashley's mind. And that's why I'm sorry for you.
You are unlucky at cards. But lucky in love. Member in like, uh, fifth or sixth grade, l was starting to get really good at poker, and going home with lots of lunch money? l got to know the principal's office really well. He always used to say to me: "How come you can't be more like your brother Peter?" Well, you know what? l was all right with that. l had no problems with that because l was proud of you. And l was never envious of anything that you had. Until now.
— Indiana Jones. Always knew, someday, you'd come walking back through my door. I never doubted that. Something made it inevitable. So, what are you doing here in Nepal?
— I need one of the pieces your father collected.
— I learnt to hate you in the last ten years.
— I never meant to hurt you.
— I was a child. I was in love. It was wrong and you knew it.
— You knew what you were doing.
— Now I do. This is my place. Get out.
— I did what I did. You don't have to be happy about it, but maybe we could help each other out now. I need one of the pieces your father collected. Bronze piece, about this size, with a hole in it, off-centre, with a crystal. You know the one I mean?
— Yeah. I know it.
— Where's Abner?
— Where's Abner? Abner's dead.
— Marion, I'm sorry.
— Do you know what you did to me, to my life?
— I can only say I'm sorry so many times.
— Well, say it again, anyway.
— Yeah, everybody's sorry. Abner was sorry for dragging me all over this earth looking for his little bits of junk. I'm sorry to still be stuck in this dive.
— Everybody's sorry for something.