Mary: I was pretending. You told me to pretend, so I pretended.
Dick: No, but it'll turn real. I know it will.
Mary: Sorry, Dick. That will never happen. Love. Ha! Mary Albright can't feel love anymore.
Dick: You're so damaged! This life has been so hard on you. Isn't there anything I can do to make you see that we would be perfect together?
Mary: No, Dick. Maybe it would've worked in some other time or some other place.
Dick: Wait. What did you just say?
Mary: No, Dick. Maybe it would've worked in some other time...
Both: or some other place.
Dick: I can do that.