This is something very personal and important to me (and in this situation it’s wrong).
There must be another option.
Searching for a person who looks a specific way.
'Look nice' versus 'nice you should lock'.
I don’t want any clothes/calls.
Someone's come already -- but I don't want what they've got for me.
What does the man want?
Speaking to the blinds, the other person answers: nothing good.
The woman is so done with this situation.
The man gives a mild reply and the woman pushes back on him: I know better than you on that.
I know, I know -- versus I don’t know if you know.
Love in Vertigo is death in Memento again.
But the main character is not down for that type of intimacy.
What would make you do it? the woman asks. (Liking/loving versus death again.)
I’ll wear/say whatever you/I want.
You’ll still like me.
It can’t/doesn’t matter to you.
If you change me/if I change you… will that do it?
Oh, that’s a loaded question.
The man initiates physical intimacy that is affectionate in Vertigo and violent in Memento – both with the goal of controlling the woman.
Finally the woman will say the thing that goes too far, that sells her soul for the sake of ber goals.
And for that, he puts his right hand to her face.
We’re going to sit in a different location.
An intermediary is sent to deal with the main character, and brings a message with them.
No, I need to interact with that person in a different way.
Newspapers in the woman’s residence.
If you knew all of this, why isn’t the issue solved?
It didn’t work, because it doesn’t feel right – and it’s my fault.
The woman goes to the restroom alone, and for a significant length of time.
We get our first real look at the dead wife – and a floral motif.
The lovers are face to face at last, with love versus death again.
There was another woman/a second man.
The woman’s out here asking the real questions, frankly.
Anywhere you like/whatever you want.
The woman drops a name that ends in 'ie'.
You have a thing about Ernie’s/Sammy, don’t you?
After all, it’s our place (that's under threat).
Hello, my love.
I’m giving you an order.
Oh no, you’ll muss me.