amor & coisas simples

Lydia: Listen, I'm not feeling well.
Parry: Well, no wonder. We just met, made love and broke up all in the space of thirty seconds and I can't even remember the first kiss which is the best part... (...) I'm not coming up to your apartment. That was never my idea.
Lydia: Oh...you mean you don't want to.
Parry: Oh no, I want to. I've got a hard-on for you the size of Florida. But I don't want just one night. I have a confession to make.
Lydia: You're married.
Parry: No.
Lydia: Divorced.
Parry: No, I...
Lydia: You have a disease.
Parry: Will you stop! I'm in love with you.

The Fisher King