Always thinking about it. Always dreaming about it.

Anton:

Would you really be

happy in a place like that?

Valentina:

Would you?

Anton:

I wouldn't. I couldn't do it, I don't think.

Well, maybe if I was with you.

You're always talking about escaping, aren't you?

Always thinking about it.

Always dreaming about it.

Let's do it.

Why not? You and me.

Valentina:

I can't run away.

Anton:

You and me.

Valentina:

We can't run away. I can't.

I'm underage.

Anton:

Oh, don't do that.

Valentina:

I shall be 12 on Wednesday.

Anton:

Don't be ridiculous.

Valentina:

Percy, how old will I be on Wednesday?

Percy:

12.

Valentina:

Ha! See?

Parnassus says so too.

Are you trying to say he's ridiculous?

Anton:

No.

Valentina:

Actually, I'm really going to be 16.

Sweet 16. The age of consent.