BLACK WIDOW: (SPOKEN) oh, those girls are ten a penny. you've got so much more. you've got.. you've got... you've got a wonderful personality!
MAGGOT: what does that wispy little brat have that you don't have double?
BLACK WIDOW: she can't hold a candle to the beauty of your smile.
EMILY: how about a pulse?
MAGGOT: overrated by a mile.
BLACK WIDOW: overvalued.
MAGGOT: overblown.
MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW: if he only knew the you that we know.
Emily sighs.
BLACK WIDOW: and that silly little creature isn't wearing his ring.
MAGGOT: and she doesn't play piano-
MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW: or dance-
MAGGOT: or sing.
MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW: no, she doesn't compare.
EMILY: but she still breathes air.
MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW: who cares?
MAGGOT: unimportant.
BLACK WIDOW: overrated.
MAGGOT: overblown.
MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW: if only he could see how special you can be. if he only knew the you that we know.
EMILY: if i touch a burning candle i can feel no pain. if you cut me with a knife it's still the same. and i know her heart is beating, but i know that i am dead. yet the pain here that i feel, try and tell me it's not real. but it seems that i still have a tear to shed.
MAGGOT: the sole redeeming feature from that little creature is that she's alive.
BLACK WIDOW: overrated!
MAGGOT: overblown!
BLACK WIDOW: everybody knows that's just a temporary state, which is cured very quickly when we meet our fate.
MAGGOT: who cares?
BLACK WIDOW: unimportant.
MAGGOT: overrated.
BLACK WIDOW: overblown.
MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW: if only he could see how special you can be. if he only knew the you that we know.
EMILY: if i touch a burning candle i can feel no pain. in the ice or in the sun it's all the same. yet i feel my heart is aching. though it doesn't beat, it's breaking. and the pain here that i feel, try and tell me it's not real. i know that i am dead... yet it seems that i still have some tears to shed.