So what? So plenty!

-HOLLY,
I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU.
 
-SO WHAT?
 
-SO WHAT? SO PLENTY!
 
I LOVE YOU.
YOU BELONG TO ME.
 
-NO. PEOPLE DON'T
BELONG TO PEOPLE.
 
-OF COURSE THEY DO.
 
-NOBODY'S GOING TO
PUT ME IN A CAGE.
 
-I WANT TO LOVE YOU.
 
-IT'S THE SAME THING.
 
-NO, IT'S NOT! HOLLY!
 
-I'M NOT HOLLY. I'M NOT
LULA MAE, EITHER.
 
I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM!
 
I'M LIKE CAT HERE,
A NO-NAME SLOB.
 
WE BELONG TO NOBODY, AND
NOBODY BELONGS TO US.
 
WE DON'T EVEN BELONG
TO EACH OTHER.
 


-YOU KNOW
WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU,
 
MISS WHOEVER-YOU-ARE?
 
YOU'RE CHICKEN.
 
YOU GOT NO GUTS.
 
YOU'RE AFRAID TO SAY,
"O.K., LIFE'S A FACT."
 
PEOPLE DO FALL IN LOVE.
 
PEOPLE DO BELONG
TO EACH OTHER,
 
BECAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY
CHANCE ANYBODY'S GOT
 
FOR REAL HAPPINESS.
 
YOU CALL YOURSELF
A FREE SPIRIT,
 
A WILD THING.
 
YOU'RE TERRIFIED
SOMEBODY'S GOING TO
 
STICK YOU IN A CAGE.
 
WELL, BABY, YOU'RE
ALREADY IN THAT CAGE.
 
YOU BUILT IT YOURSELF.
 
AND IT'S NOT BOUNDED
BY TULIP, TEXAS,
 
OR SOMALILAND.
 
IT'S WHEREVER YOU GO.
 
BECAUSE NO MATTER
WHERE YOU RUN,
 
YOU JUST END UP
RUNNING INTO YOURSELF

(Μια μέρα ακόμα, και ξεκινάω την ισορροπία
σε τεντωμένο σκοινί, με το απόλυτο κενό απο κάτω)