1:06:01
I cannot hear you.
1:06:03
It is because my words have to rise up,
they have trouble finding you.
1:06:08
- You can hear me.
- That is because your voice floats down.
1:06:13
One hard word from you
at that height kills me.
1:06:17
Give me your hat.
1:06:22
Your voice sounds different.
1:06:28
Of course, I do not have to be careful
anymore. I am protected by the night.
1:06:35
I can be myself, Roxanne.
Oh God, your name is like a knife.
1:06:40
Stand where I can see you.
1:06:42
- No!
- Why?
1:06:46
Only my voice, you do not need
to see me, just listen to me.
1:06:51
I only have a minute to talk to you.
Did what I wrote touch you?
1:06:58
It did.
1:07:01
It was eloquent.
1:07:03
No, not eloquent, just honest.
1:07:11
I am in orbit around you,
I am suspended weightless over you -
1:07:17
- like the blue man in the Chagall, -
1:07:22
- hanging over you in a delirious kiss.
1:07:27
Yesterday, on the street...
I swore I heard your name.
1:07:34
I turned and there was nobody there.
Just five birds rising off the ground -
1:07:40
- and when their wings hit the air,
I heard your name again.
1:07:45
Just for that second I was one of them,
pounding out your name: Roxanne.
1:07:51
Roxanne. A word of two syllables
locked inside my head.
1:07:59
You see... I am...
and I will always be -