TONY:
You're not thinking I'm someone else?
MARIA:
I know you are not.
TONY:
Or that we have met before?
MARIA:
I know we have not.
TONY:
I felt I knew something-never-before was going to happen, had to happen. But this is ...
MARIA:
My hands are so cold. (He takes them in his) Yours too.
(He moves her hands to his face.) So warm.
(She moves his hands to herface.)
TONY:
Yours, too...
MARIA:
But of course. They are the same.
TONY:
It's so much to believe.
You're not joking me?
MARIA:
I have not yet learned how to joke that way.
I think how I never will.