Annie Wilks: The rain. Sometimes it gives me the blues. When you first came here I only loved the writer part of Paul Sheldon. Now I know I love the rest of him, too. I know you don't love me, don't say you do. Your beautiful, brilliant, a famous man of the world and I'm... not a movie star type. You'll never know the fear of losing someone like you if you're someone like me.
Paul Sheldon: who's would you lose me?
Annie Wilks: Book's almost finished, your legs are getting better. Soon you'll be wanting to leave.
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