I find it a bit sad that you think of yourself as a candidate for anyone’s fantasy.
Margaret: “Addy. Adelle. What’s wrong? You look terrible.”
Adelle: “Margaret, I’m sorry to be the one to tell you. You’re dead.”
Adelle: “Hello Mr. Langton, how is your evening out?”
Boyd: “A lot like my evenings in.”
Still you have to admit I am very British. I don’t say hard … Rs
Did you really think you could just walk into the Dollhouse, when everyone knows it doesn’t exist?
Adelle: “It’s ironic. Sometimes I think you’re the most real person I’ve ever met.”
Roger: “That’s not irony. No one gets that right.”