““Elio: What were you doing? Oliver: Thinking. Elio: About? Oliver: Things. Going back to the States. The courses I have to teach this fall. The book. You. Elio: Me? Oliver: Me? Elio: No one else? Oliver: No one else. I come here every night and just sit here. Sometimes I spend hours. Elio: All by yourself? I never knew. I thougt... Oliver: I know what you thought. This spot is probably what I'll miss the most. I've been happy in B. I was looking out towards there and thinking that in two weeks I'll be back at Columbia. Elio: All this means is that in ten days when I look out to this spot, you won't be here. i don't know what I'll do then. At least you'll be elsewhere, where there are no memories.””
