Consolata: Your face is a marvel! It has character, it may be out of the ordinary, but I like that. If you've felt one classically chiseled male face, you've felt them all. I think your mother had it very wrong and if she were here I'd tell her so.
Walter: Everybody makes fun of me, it was hell at school. It's easy for you to say nice things, you can't actually see it.
Consolata: Don't underestimate my ability to translate touch into an image. I haven't been blind all my life. One last thing I'd like to do with your face…