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Julie
You?
Liliom
That frightens you, doesn't it? You're thinking of what the officer said and you're afraid.
Julie
No, I'm not, Mister Liliom. I don't pay any attention to what he said.
Liliom
But you wouldn't dare to marry anyone like me, would you?
Julie
I know that—that—if I loved anyone—it wouldn't make any difference to me what he—even if I died for it.
Liliom
But you wouldn't marry a rough guy like me—that is,—eh—if you loved me
Julie
Yes, I would—if I loved you, Mister Liliom. [There is a pause.]
Liliom
[Whispers.] Well,—you just said—didn't you?—that you don't love me. Well, why don't you go home then?
