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A man and woman are drawn together, entangled in the life cycle of an ageless organism. Identity becomes an illusion as they struggle to assemble the loose fragments of wrecked lives.
Thief: I have to apologize. I was born with a disfigurement where my head is made of the same material as the sun.
Thief: Each drink is better than the last, leaving you with the desire to have one more. Take a drink now.
Thief: There are two approaching armies: hunger and fatigue, but a great wall keeps them at bay. The wall extends to the sky and will stay up until I say otherwise.
[Kris is rummaging through an enormous shoulder-bag and not meeting Jeff's eyes] Kris: Why do you take the train? Jeff: Why do I take the train? Kris: Yeah, it's just, everyone who takes the train is either homeless or they had their license revoked or, you know. Jeff: Do you want to see my driver's license? Kris: No.
Thief: The next drink must be earned and I'm going to tell you how. Focus closely on my instructions. I will ask you to repeat them from memory.
Thief: The water before you is somehow special. When you drink it you feel revived and full of energy. It is better than anything you've ever tasted. Take a drink now.
[On the train, during their second encounter] Jeff: I called you. I can't do this every day, this makes me late for work. There are four trains after me. So you're going to have to answer if I call. [She ignores him] Jeff: I'm gonna call. Again. [Cut to Jeff and Kris meeting in a café]