[He looks at her from over his glasses, blue eyes full of something beautiful, something beautiful and very sad.]

It takes a special kinda person...

[Sakamoto laughs, but there's something different about the way he laughs this time. Softly, as if he's tired.]

To make someone who's totally messed up in the head-!

[He shakes his own as he says that last word, as if to drive the point home.]

Feel like there ain't a damn thing wrong with 'em. How do you do that, huh?