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W: (shrugs) I don’t know. Nothing, maybe. Or maybe...we become...I don’t know, energy or something.

M: Just...get out. And walk.

W: Yeah. All the time.

M: W?

W: (smiling) Okay.

W: (pauses) I suppose...I’d want to spend the time we have left...talking to you.

W: M?

W: (smiling) I love you too.