"Your expression is exquisite. I wish you'd smile more often."
"We're in the city. Why?"
"You'll figure it out soon, darling. You're quite clever."
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"The suburbs?"
"No."
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"Trees. . . You bought a cabin?"
"Not a cabin, but it is just outside of the city like one. It's perfect - It's got the view you wanted."
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"You seem unsettled."
"It'll be just the two of us out there. How do you expect me to feel?"
"I won't hurt you. I wish you would at least understand that."
"Zayn, for fuck's sake I am a psychiatrist! I know when you're lying to me; you won't kill me, but you don't give a fuck about my feelings or my pain."
"Darling, I suggest shutting your fucking mouth before I stop this car and show you something you'll never forget."
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"That's exactly what I meant."
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"We're here."
"How did you even manage this?"
"Terrible people I call friends in high places. . . You look unsettled again."
". . . I am."
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"The key should be under the door ma- fuck."
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"Harry!"
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"You can't get away!"
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". . . fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."
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"Darling, how nice of you for the exercise after a long road trip, but I think it's time for a little talk."