Boris: I see everything so clearly now, everything! I married you for all the wrong reasons.
Jessica: What’s that supposed to mean?
Boris: You’re brilliant. I wanted someone to talk to. You love classical music, you love art, you love literature, you love sex, you love me!
Jessica: They all sound like pretty good reasons to me!
Boris: Yes! Exactly! That’s the problem! It was rational, it made sense!
Jessica: I don’t know what went wrong. When you examine it there's so much right about us!
Boris: In paper we’re ideal, but life isn’t on paper.
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