Script is as follows:
Him: Do you hear those voices?
Him: The voices of tortured souls?
Her: It is most pleasing to my ears.
Him: I can’t move, but... strangely I feel...
Her: I feel more alive than ever.
Him: Do you want to order a pizza?
Her: Yes, please! With pomegranates and melted flesh.
Him: It is on the way.
Her: Disasters, revolutions, and volcanoes do not intervene with the stars. The revolutionary and volcanic deflagrations antagonize the heavens.