Dead Calm

Rae: Where's John? Hughie: Now, what? Rae: John, my husband. Where is he? Hughie: He's gone. Rae: Oh, shit. What have you done to him? Hughie: Nothing. He went onboard her. Rae: We've gotta go back. Hughie: Look, he's only got himself to blame, right? I mean, he should've trusted me. But that's always been my problem. Rae: Don't you understand? Hughie: Please don't shout. That's always been one of my problems. I can never tell people's real motives until it's too late. Rae: Okay. Let's just, uh, turn the boat around. Hughie: Where shall we go? Rae: Turn around! Hughie: Hey, look. You're being very aggressive, Rae. That could be a problem on this small boat. I've seen it happen. It doesn't work. You know, I was watching you when you were sleeping. And I gotta tell you that your face fascinates me. Yeah. Even when you're 80, Rae, you'll still be a beautiful woman. I, uh, studied art for, um.... for a time... and something I found is that painters, when they approach their subjects... ...

Dead Calm (film), CC BY-SA 4.0

Hughie: How do I look? Rae: Great. Hughie: How do I smell? Rae: Uh.... Hughie: Uh-huh. Thank you for your honesty.

Dead Calm (film), CC BY-SA 4.0