Requiem for a Dream

I always thought you were the most beautiful girl I ever seen. Really? Ever since I first saw you. That’s nice, Harry. That makes me feel really good. You know that other people have told me that before. And it was meaningless. Why? Because you thought they were pulling your leg? No, no, not like that. I mean, I don’t know. I don’t know or even care if they were. It’s just, from them, it was… just meaningless. You know? But you say it, and I hear it. I really hear it.