Martha: He's different from any other man you've ever met, right?
Martha: And sometimes he says these strange things, like people and places you've never heard of, yeah? But it's deeper than that. Sometimes when you look in his eyes, you know, you just know that there's something else in there. Something hidden, right behind the eyes, something hidden away, hidden in the dark.
Joan: I don't know what you mean.
Martha: Yes, you do. (pause) I don't mean to be rude, but the awful thing is it doesn't even matter what you think, but you're nice and you're lucky and I just wanted to say sorry for what I'm about to do.