Random Bit of Dialogue

Random Bit of Dialogue

Him: You know you still want me. I can see it all over you, plain as day.
Her: What you see and what I allow are two different things. You, of all people, should know that.
Him: Yes. I do. But if you're not happy with that other guy, why deny yourself what makes you happy?
Her: Why? Because I can't turn a blind eye to what you do just to satisfy my physical wants.
Him: Oh, so now I'm purely a physical want? I thought we had more than that. I know we did.
Her: As long as we're on opposite sides, you'll always be a physical want. I can't help that.
Him: Yes, you could. I don't understand. We used to be so good together. Don't you miss that? Just a little?
Her: Dammit, you know I do. But that's not the point. I can't, I won't, sleep with the enemy.
Him: So now I'm your enemy? When did that happen?
Her: The moment I decided that what we were doing was wrong. And it is. And you know it.
Him: So what do you want from me? Would it make you happy if I took a bullet? Had my throat slit? Fell off a building? What?
Her: You know I don't want those things. Stop being so melodramatic. And stop getting closer to me.
Him: Why? Does it bother you, having me closer?
Her: Don't start this. You're not going to like how it ends. I promise you that.
Him: Then tell me what to do to change this.
Her: You already know that answer. Someone once said that one good deed negates ten bad ones...
Him: Really? So... What? Do a couple good deeds and we're square?
Her: You can't just do a few and expect to be able to go back to doing what you've been doing. It doesn't work that way. If you think it does, you're sorely mistaken.
Him: I miss you...
Her: That's not going to work.
Him: What? The truth doesn't work with you anymore? Would you rather I lie to you?
Her: Why not? You've become so good at it. How do I know you're not now?
Him: If that's what you think, you obviously never knew me. You're the one person on this entire planet that I could never lie to. Even if I wanted to, it's impossible for me.
Her: Why? It's not like I have a hidden truth ray on me or anything. I'm just as normal as any one of the other people in this room.
Him: But you're not any one of the other people in this room. You're... you. You're different. And I want you back.
Her: Then, I suppose you have a lot of changing to do, don't you? I can't be with you like this.
Him: Look at me. Just look at me and tell me you don't still care. You know you can't. Is it really so hard to look past what I do, to see me for who I am?
Her: Yes. When I know what you do is wrong, it is. When we were on the same side it was different. We did the same horrible things so it was easy to look past the horror. I can't turn a blind eye to it anymore. I look at you and see a monster on the surface. I know it's you underneath, but I just can't get past the beast you are on the outside.
Him: So, what? You want me to defect? To go on the run? Like you did?
Her: It'd be a start, I suppose.
Him: Well... Then... Don't count me out just yet.
Her: I'll keep you on the speed dial...