Henry: Oh, for Christ's sake, Alex! For once, I wish you could see me for who I am and not who you want me to be. Sometimes I don't think you know me at all. I'm not like you. I can't afford to be reckless. I wasn't raised by a loving, supportive family like you were. I have centuries of history bearing down on my shoulders. My life is the crown and yours is politics, and I will not trade one prison for another. I can love you and want you and... and still not want that life. I'm allowed. All right? And it doesn't make me a liar. It makes me a man with some infinitesimal shred of self-preservation, and you don't get to come in here and call me a coward for it.

Alex: I would never call you a coward. We can figure out a way to love each other on our own terms, no one else's.