- The Boy: [In the cemetery, looking at all the elaborate tombs] I don't care where they put me when I'm dead.
- The Girl: Do you think the soul escapes from the body after death? Is there such a thing as the soul?
- The Boy: I don't think there's anything left after physical death. And it's stupid to spend all that money on stiffs.
- The Girl: Some do that out of love.
- The Boy: Well, I prefer the love of life more than the love of death.
- The Girl: [Looking up at the stars, while in the cemetery] They say that the stars are gods sending us signals.