Movie: Divergent (Divergent)

The ability to forget about yourself is an art.

- What'd the test say?
- "Denial". And "Erudition". And "Fearlessness". You have an undefined result.
But that's impossible! I don't understand!
- No, it's possible. Only very, very rarely. People like you are called divergents.
- What do I do at the choosing ceremony? I don't know what to do! The test was to show which faction I choose! We have to trust the test!
Test... does not apply To you. Trust your intuition.

Today I have a test. I am afraid that he will not confirm my membership to "Renunciation". Then I'll have to leave his family.
But I'm more scared that I told to stay.

- Worried?
- No. And you were worried before a test?
- M-m, no. I was terrified.

You me.

When her body is first time touched the mesh, all I see is a grey blur. I dragged her over the edge. Her hand was small and warm. And then she stood before me - a short, thin, an ordinary and seemingly unremarkable, except for one. She jumped the first one.
Even I did not.
Her eyes were determined and persistent.
So beautiful.

You're absolutely normal, worthy of love. You're the best man I ever knew - and I whisper almost crying.