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I love Cal. Rose... you're no picnic. All right? You're a spoiled little brat even. But under that, you're the most amazingly, astounding... wonderful girl... woman, that I've ever known. Jack, I... No, let me try and get this out. You're ama... I'm not an idiot. I know how the world works. I've got ten bucks in my pocket. I have nothing to offer you and I know that. I understand. But I'm too involved now. You jump, I jump. Remember? I can't turn away without knowing you'll be all right. That's all that I want. Well, I'm fine. I'll be fine. Really. Really? I don't think so. They've got you trapped, Rose. And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away... because you're strong... but sooner or later that fire that I love about you, Rose... that fire is gonna burn out. It's not up to you to save me, Jack. You're right. Only you can do that.
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God, not those finger paintings again. They certainly were a waste of money. The difference between Cal's taste in art... and mine is that I have some. They're fascinating. Like being inside a dream or something. There's truth but no logic. - What's the artist's name? - Something Picasso. Something Picasso. He won't amount to a thing. He won't, trust me.
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