Scottie: I love you, Madeleine.
Madeleine: I love you, too. Too late. Too late.
Scottie: No, no, we’re together.
Madeleine: No, it’s too late. There’s something I must do.
Scottie: No, there’s nothing you must do. There’s nothing you must do. No one possesses you. You’re safe with me.
Madeleine: No, it’s too late.Vertigo
