There Is No Room In My Body

I Write Out Of Revenge.

I’ll Tell You The Truth And Its Up To You To Live With It.

Look, Are You Just Fiddling Around With Me Or What?" "i Just Want You To Feel You're Doing Well. I Hate For People O Die Embarrassed.

The First Morning After Westley's Departure, Buttercup Thought She Was Entitled To Do Nothing More Than Sit Around Moping And Feeling Sorry For Herself. After All, The Love Of Her Life Had Fled, Life Had No Meaning, How Could You Face The Future, Et Cetera, Et Cetera.

Westley: This Is True Love — You Think This Happens Every Day?