Vanessa Marianna: When I first met you, I was fascinated by your strength. Your brutality so clear to me, even as you hid it from me. I wanted to observe everything you did. And as I did, I fell in love with you. But this? If this is all we have... it will leave me lonely, Wilson. As lonely as I was in Spain. When you stopped your man from speaking in front of me, I... I was reminded that I am not a part of your life. Not fully, and so not at all. And this... I don't want to admire your world. I want to live inside of it with you.
Wilson Fisk: Vanessa, it's one thing to know my work, but it's another... to dirty your hands with it.
Vanessa Marianna: My hands were never clean. If you truly want me... share your life with me. Fully.
Wilson Fisk: Come with me, please.
Vanessa Marianna: You're not gonna offer to buy every painting in here so I can close up early? A guy actually tried that once.
Wilson Fisk: A woman that can be bought... isn't worth having.
Vanessa Marianna: I'm partial to Italian.
Wilson Fisk: We agree on more than art.