written by Woody Allen
Duane Hall: This is my room.
Alvy: Uh...yeah? Nice...
Duane: Can I confess something? I tell you this as an artist,I think you'll understand. Sometimes when I'm driving... on the road at night... I see two headlights coming toward me. Fast. I have this sudden impulse to turn the wheel quickly, head-on into the oncoming car. I can anticipate the explosion. The sound of shattering glass. The... flames rising out of the flowing gasoline.
Alvy: Right. Well, I have to--I have to go now, Duane, because I, I'm due back on the planet Earth.
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