Diane Arbus:
Why don't you tell a secret?
Diane Arbus:
Why did you throw down the key?
Lionel Sweeney:
You looked like you needed to come up to my place.
Lionel Sweeney:
Cookie?
Diane Arbus:
Why isn't she your girlfriend?
Lionel Sweeney:
She doesn't touch me.
Diane Arbus:
I want to take a portrait of you and your wife.
Lionel Sweeney:
I don't have a wife.
Diane Arbus:
Then I want to take a portrait of you. Just you.
Lionel Sweeney:
Why do you want to take a portrait of someone you've never seen, Diane?
Diane Arbus:
What is it?
Lionel Sweeney:
Well, every month or so I'm able to breathe about five percent less. My lungs are disintegrating. It's getting harder and harder for me to breathe... deeply. In a matter of months, I'll drown without even swimming, because there'll be nothing left... of my lungs.
Diane Arbus:
You're not dying.
Lionel Sweeney:
Yes, I am.
Diane Arbus:
No, you're not.
Lionel Sweeney:
[
holding an inflatable raft] I blew this up for you.
Diane Arbus:
Why did you want me to shave you? Hmm? Why?
Lionel Sweeney:
So I could swim out further.
Diane Arbus:
Swim out?
Lionel Sweeney:
Yes.
Diane Arbus:
What are you saying?
Lionel Sweeney:
[
he struggles for words] That I want you with me.
Diane Arbus:
What?
Lionel Sweeney:
Diane.
Diane Arbus:
What are you talking about? You want me to watch you die?
Lionel Sweeney:
I want you with me, that's all.
Diane Arbus:
But is this what you did? Made me fall in love with you to watch you...
Lionel Sweeney:
I don't see it that way at all. I love you.
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