Marion: I love you, Harry. You make me feel like a person. Like I'm me...
Harry Goldfarb: You are beautiful. You're the most beautiful girl in the world. You are my dream.
Marion: [after Harry tells her she's beautiful] That's nice, Harry. Other people have told me that before, and it was meaningless. When you say it, I hear it.
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