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: I need to believe, that something extraordinary is possible.
: Alicia, does our relationship warrant long-term commitment? I need some kind of proof, some kind of verifiable, empirical data. Alicia
: I'm sorry, just give me a moment to redefine my girlish notions of romance.
: How big is the universe? Nash
: Infinite. Alicia
: How do you know? Nash
: I know because all the data indicates it's infinite. Alicia
: But it hasn't been proven yet. Nash
: No. Alicia
: You haven't seen it. Nash
: No. Alicia
: How do you know for sure? Nash
: I don't, I just believe it. Alicia
: It's the same with love I guess.
: I was wondering Professor Nash, if I could take you to dinner?
: You do eat don't you?
: You want to know what's real? This...
[putting her hand on his heart and his hand on her face
: ... this is real.
: [about the stars
] I once tried to count them all. I, actually, made it to 4,348. Nash
: You are exceptionally odd. Alicia
: I bet you're very popular with the girls.
: God must be a painter. Why else would we have so many colors?
: You once said that God must be a painter because he gave us so many colors. Alicia
: I didn't think you were listening... Nash
: I was listening.
: It's called "life," John. Activities available; just add meaning.
: And then, on the way home, Charles was there again. Sometimes I miss talking to him. Maybe Rosen is right. Maybe I have to think about going back to the hospital. Alicia Nash
: Maybe try again tomorrow.
: What you don't know... is if I want to marry you.
: What did the doctor say? Sol
: Is he sick? Alicia
: I don't know. I want to see what John's been working on. Sol
: Alicia, you know you can't go in his office. Bender
: You know it's classified, Alicia.
[Alicia keeps going
[as Bender tries to stop her, she turns around and slaps him
: The problem you left on the board, I solved it. John Nash
: No, you didn't. Alicia
: You didn't even look! John Nash
: I never said the vector fields were rational functions... Your solution is elegant, though ultimately incorrect.
: Who are you talking too? Nash
: The Garbageman Alicia
: Garbagemen don't come at night. Nash
: [Hearing the Garbageman outside
] Guess around here, they do.