Catherine: It doesn't matter why he did it. Or how.

Elizabeth: Of course it does. That's where the human being lives, in the how and why, not the should. If you cannot metabolize your pure ideas of love and philosophy with blood and sinew and f**ked-up humans who do their best and fail but try to love and serve you...

Catherine: Everything in me wants to f**king kill him.

Elizabeth: Not everything. Or you wouldn't have to hit yourself in the face.