TONY: You're not thinking I'm someone else? MARIA: I know you are not. TONY: Or that we have met before? MARIA: I know we have not. TONY: I felt I knew something-never-before was going to happen, had to happen. But this is ... MARIA: My hands are so cold. (He takes them in his) Yours too. (He moves her hands to his face.) So warm. (She moves his hands to herface.) TONY: Yours, too... MARIA: But of course. They are the same. TONY: It's so much to believe. You're not joking me? MARIA: I have not yet learned how to joke that way. I think how I never will.