Narrator:

(So apropos:

Saw death on a sunny snow)

Him:

"For every life..."

Her:

"Forgoe the parable."

Him:

"Seek the light."

Her:

"...My knees are cold."
 [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home...)

Her:

"Go find another lover;

To bring a... to string along!"

"With all your lies,

You're still very lovable."

"I toured the light; so many foreign roads for Emma, forever ago."