I Know You're Frustrated That He's Keeping

The Sun Was Hot On My Skin, Too Bright As It Bounced Off The White Concrete And Blinded Me. I Felt Dangerously Exposed. More Fiercely Than I Would Have Dreamed I Was Capable Of, I Wished For The Green, Protective Forest Of Forks . . . Of Home.

It's Been Almost A Century That Edward's Been Alone. Now He's Found You. You Can't See The Changes We See, We Who Have Been With Him For So Long. Do You Think Any Of Us Want To Look Into His Eyes For The Next Hundred Years If He Loses You?

Wanderer: You Don't Really Feel That Way About Me You Know. It's This Body... She's Pretty Isn't She? Ian: She Is. Melanie Is A Very Pretty Girl. Even Beautiful. But Pretty As She Is, She Is A Stranger To Me. She's Not The One I... Care About. Wanderer: It's This Body. Ian: That's Not True At All. It's Not The Face, But The Expressions On It. It's Not The Voice, But What They Say. It's Not How You Look Like In That Body, It's What You Do With It. You Are Beautiful.

He Called You Pretty...that's Practically An Insult, The Way You Look Right Now...you're Much More Than Beautiful.

I Think Ian Likes You Too Much