paul- HOLLY, I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU.
holly- SO WHAT?
paul- SO WHAT? SO PLENTY! I LOVE YOU. YOU BELONG TO ME.
holly- NO. PEOPLE DON'T BELONG TO PEOPLE.
paul- OF COURSE THEY DO.
holly- NOBODY'S GOING TO PUT ME IN A CAGE.
paul- I WANT TO LOVE YOU.
holly- IT'S THE SAME THING.
paul- NO, IT'S NOT! HOLLY!
holly- I'M NOT HOLLY. I'M NOT LULA MAE, EITHER. I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM! I'M LIKE CAT HERE, A NO-NAME SLOB. WE BELONG TO NOBODY, AND NOBODY BELONGS TO US. WE DON'T EVEN BELONG TO EACH OTHER.
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paul- YOU KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU, MISS WHOEVER-YOU-ARE? YOU'RE CHICKEN. YOU GOT NO GUTS. YOU'RE AFRAID TO SAY,"O.K., LIFE'S A FACT."PEOPLE DO FALL IN LOVE.
PEOPLE DO BELONG TO EACH OTHER,
BECAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY CHANCE ANYBODY'S GOT FOR REAL HAPPINESS. YOU CALL YOURSELF A FREE SPIRIT, A WILD THING. YOU'RE TERRIFIED SOMEBODY'S GOING TO STICK YOU IN A CAGE. WELL, BABY, YOU'RE ALREADY IN THAT CAGE. YOU BUILT IT YOURSELF.AND IT'S NOT BOUNDED BY TULIP, TEXAS, OR SOMALIA IT'S WHEREVER YOU GO. BECAUSE NO MATTER WHERE YOU RUN,YOU JUST END UP RUNNING INTO YOURSELF
