Youse both alike, that's why you hate each other so much.
Do you want me to leave?
No, I don't want you to leave.
You dancing?
- You asking?
- I'm asking.
I'm dancing.
To keep from going crazy, you have to cut yourself off from the outside world.
Just not think about it.
Yet there were years that went by, it seemed like no time at all, because you're not doing anything.
There were two things I couldn't get out of my mind. One was Dominic.
The way he said, "I slipped," just before he died.
The other was you.
How you used to read me your Song of Songs, remember?
"How beautiful are your feet In sandals, O prince's daughter. " I used to read the Bible every night.
Every night I used to think about you.
"Your navel is a bowl Well-rounded with no lack of wine. " "Your belly, a heap of wheat Surrounded with lilies. " "Your breasts... " "... clusters of grapes. " "Your breath, sweet-scented as apples. " Nobody's gonna love you the way I loved you.
There were times I couldn't stand it.
I used to think about you.
I'd think, "Deborah lives.
She's out there. She exists. " And that would get me through it all.