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: Who are you? Simon Templar
: Nobody has a clue. Least of all me.
: Tell me you love me. Emma
: I love you. Simon
: Simon. Emma
: I love you Simon. Simon
: Miracle three.
Dr. Emma Russell
: You're not Martin. Simon Templar
: No. Dr. Emma Russell
: What is your name? Simon Templar
: I don't have a name. Dr. Emma Russell
: Sad. Will you have a name when we get home? Simon Templar
: I don't have a home.
: Emma! Emma Russell
: Hi. Simon Templar
: I-I'm overwhelmed. You found me. Emma Russell
: It wasn't very hard.
: I'm glad it stopped bleeding. You don't need stitches. We have to disinfect it though. Simon
: You really are an angel. Emma
: Mmm hmm.
[soaking cotton ball in rubbing alcohol and approaching the cut with it
: It's gonna hurt. Simon
[surprising Emma, laughing
: Ha ha...! sorry...
[serious, realizing it wasn't funny
: I'm sorry... Are you alright? Emma
: Yeah... Simon
: I-I should go. Emma
: No... take off your pants. Simon
] Pardon? Emma
] I mean your sweater. There's blood on it. I'll wash it. Simon
: Very domestic. There's blood on your blouse as well. I'll wash it.
[unbuttons her blouse, revealing her hidden cold fusion notes. He tries to remove them, but she doesn't let him
: Do you have any wine?
: Your work... is very dangerous and alive. And I love your poems; they move me. But that's not who you really are... You're running from your past and your pain. And yet you keep it so... close to you, so you don't have to be afraid of who you are... because you're beautiful.
: I've never felt like this before. Emma Russell
: What do you mean? Simon
: I'm freezing.
: [reading Simon's journal aloud
] "I see my angel for the first time. Know my purpose, feel my birth, Hear, at first faintly, then distinctly The sweet strains of our union. Our love heats up the cold universe And gives my tired, desperate hope A reason and season to be revealed." Simon
: "We, purified by our kisses, are eternally healed."
: When am I going to see you again? Simon
: I'll find you, you found me.
Dr. Emma Russell
: After all, you are my personal saint. Simon Templar
: You have to be a very good, and usually very dead person to become a saint. And more importantly, you need to work three miracles. Now, get to work.