The Piano. 1993.
"Ada... Ada... I am unhappy. 'Cause I want you. 'Cause my mind is seized on you and can think of nothing else. This is why I suffer. I am sick with longing. I don't eat, I don't sleep. So, if you have come with no feeling for me, then go. Go. Go. Get out. Leave!"
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