ALBERT
Something about her sets my blood on fire. She's a wild cat with balls of steel. You cross Rosey, and she'll slit your throat while laughing about it. I know because I've seen her in action. But, damn, does she give me the run-around, and maybe that's part of the appeal. Then there's the side she doesn't show to anyone. The one where her eyes fill with pain and she becomes vulnerable.
That's the side I want to know. That's...