Rose:
People change.
Ida:
I've never changed. It's like those sticks of rock. Bite one all the way down, you'll still read Brighton. That's human nature.
Colleoni:
You see the gold on them furnitures? Napoleon stayed here with Eugenie.
Pinkie Brown:
Who's she?
Colleoni:
Oh, some foreign palone.
Mother Superior:
[while comforting Rose after Pinkie's death] You or I cannot fathom the appalling strangeness of God.
Pinkie Brown:
[in a recording booth, making a disc for the doting, oblivious Rose] You wanted a recording of my voice, well here it is. What you want me to say is, 'I love you'. Well I don't. I hate you, you little slut...
Pinkie Brown:
[on the record he made earlier] You wanted a recording of my voice, well here it is. What you want me to say is 'I love you'...
Pinkie Brown:
[the record - scratched when he tried to destroy it - suddenly jumps] ... I love you... I love you... I love you... I love you...
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