L'anima e la carne

Cpl. Allison, USMC: I, uh... I've never loved anyone or anybody before... I've never even *lived* before. Never really... lived... inside. That's why I want to ask you to marry me. I want to look after you... not only while we're here but for the rest of our lives. So, tell me, ma'am, if there's a chance.

[awkward pause]

Cpl. Allison, USMC: I don't mean to give offense. ma'am, but... is there?

Sister Angela: No, Mr. Allison. You see, I've already given my heart... to Jesus Christ, our Lord.

Cpl. Allison, USMC: Like you was engaged or somethin'?

Sister Angela: Yes.

[shows him her left hand]

Sister Angela: This is the ring, and when I take my final vows, I'll wear a gold one: a marriage ring.

Cpl. Allison, USMC: Oh, I didn't know it was set up like that. I guess I didn't have no right to speak.

[slaps the box beside him, stands up]

Cpl. Allison, USMC: Well, I guess I'll go fix that lean-to for ya!