Oliver: but those are the answers that I give people, because those are the answers they’re expecting.

Helena: Why can’t you just be truthful?

Oliver: I don't know how truthful I can be.

Helena: you’ve been through a crucible ['krʊsəbl], and it changed you. How can it not?

Oliver: that’s beautiful, your cross.

Helena: it's a gift, from my fiancé ['fi:ɑ:nsei].

Oliver: fiancé. I didn't know you were engaged.

Helena: I’m not, anymore. He died.

Oliver: I’m sorry.

Helena: me too. That was my crucible.

Oliver: boy, it’s nice to… it's really nice to be with someone that I can be myself with.

Helena: it’s nice to be with someone who knows how hard it can be.