Let's just let the river do the choosing...

Valentina:

You were right. The world is beautiful.

I always dreamed it would be just like this.

Tony:

Yeah? And... what did I say you'd be happy?

Isn't it just...perfect?

Valentina:

Perfect...

Tony:

If only we didn't have to make a choice.

Valentina:

It doesn't have to be a choice.

Tony:

Sweetheart? A rule's a rule!

Valentina:

Those are my father's rules.

We're free. See?

Tony:

Oh, really.

Valentina:

really.

Tony:

Well, I suppose you're right.

Valentina:

Tony, we're free if we want to be.

Let's just let the river do the choosing.

Now...Kiss me.

Valentina:

“When the moon hits your eyes 

like a big pizza pie...

It's amore...

When the stars make you drool 

Joost-a like pasta fazool

you're in love...”

I think I love you, Tony...