The Secret Life of Words

Victor:
He doesn't like to be with the others. He's a loner, too.

Hanna:
There are many of us.

Josef:
I thought um, you and I, maybe we could go away somewhere. Together. One of these days. Today. Right now. Come with me.

Hanna:
No, I don't think that's going to be possible.

Josef:
Why not?

Hanna:
Um, because I think that if we go away to someplace together, I'm afraid that, ah, one day, maybe not today, maybe, maybe not tomorrow either, but one day suddenly, I may begin to cry and cry so very much that nothing or nobody can stop me and the tears will fill the room and I won't be able to breath and I will pull you down with me and we'll both drown.

Josef:
I'll learn how to swim, Hanna. I swear, I'll learn how to swim.

Inge:
Before the holocaust, Adolf Hitler called all of his collaborators together and in order to convince them that he could get away with his plan he asked them who remembers the extermination of the Armenians? That's what he said. Thirty years later nobody remembered the million Armenians exterminated in the cruelest possible way.

Simon:
Hanna?

Hanna:
What?

Simon:
Nothing.

Simon:
Hanna?

Hanna:
What?

Simon:
Nothing.