Character: Pamela

- To be together in different ways. Not all paths lead to collapse.
- To crash?
- Yes, crash! Friends, sex, love, marriage, divorce, the collapse. Okay? But there is another way - friends, sex, love, Italian food, live separately, to sleep with other... Friends are not obliged to make a choice, must not choose to live together forever.
- You have sex with someone else?
- ... That's what he hears!.. Louis! How many married couples, whom you know, had an awful divorce?
- Most...
- Okay, well, how many of these couples, if they hadn't married, would still be together or at least friends?
Wow, that's creepy!
- Why!?
Because you'll find another and I'll lose you!
Fool, I am not yours! We're just closer than before! I'm not yours and you are not mine! <...>
- And then what?
I don't know. But I know that if you and I will agree - no one does not love! One hundred pounds!

- Nice... I Love the old Italian cafe.
- If you go to the toilet, with the tank you will find the barrel.

- Oh, Italian, my love, come to me! Give me a strong feeling! I want to shiver from excitement! Peppino, I love you! Love under fire, love in the time of war! Kiss me, kiss me. Let's make love! Well, the war ended - the end of love.
- Where are you?
- Experiences no more.

Remember where the path is lined with good intentions.

- To spend eternity in a world that is run by angels... sadly. Nirvana here and does not smell, it is rather a Matrix.
- How to say it. Better the attic than the basement.