Elizabeth: Are you ill?
Justus: Ill? Elizabeth, just because I seek out your company, is that supposed to be reflective of some illness on my part. You do yourself a vast injustice. It so happens that your charms are not lost on me. I--I happen to like you.
Elizabeth: Oh, Justus. You only halfway like one person in this whole world. He lives inside your own skin, he's you.