Sometimes it's like I just sit up and wonder how I got here, you know. Where the fuck am I?
Do you think it would be better if you were with him?
No. But it's not just a split path. I could be any number of places, and yet I'm here, with you, telling me how everyone who's ever trusted you or believed in you or had faith that things with you might be better had been a damned fool.
Don't you have hope, though? You say you have hope that things will be better, and that things are better.
But is it damned fool hope? Is that what you're telling me?
Eat some dessert.
I don't want dessert. I want you. I choose you.
(He laughs) What's that from? A tv show?
It's from my mouth. It's what I'm saying to you, tonight, on the anniversary of our marriage. I choose you. I've stayed because I've chosen to stay.
If it's so hard, then why do you stay?
Because I love you.
Why do you love me?
Because I do. All the way down in my guts.