You’re such a bad liar, you’ll believe anyone who has the least bit of skill.

But you are human, Bella. And, as much as I might wish otherwise, so is he… There are holes in your life that I can’t fill. I understand that.

When I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave its mark — on both of you. I’m not sure those kinds of stitches dissolve on their own. I can’t blame either of you for something I made necessary. I may gain forgiveness, but that doesn’t let me escape the consequences.

I can be noble, Bella. I’m not going to make you choose between us. Just be happy, and you can have whatever part of me you want, or none at all, if that’s better. Don’t let any debt you feel you owe me influence your decision.

We will try, Bella. I’ll make good on my promise. But I’d much rather it wasn’t in reaction to Jacob Black.

We’ve got skill, training, and surprise on our side. It will be over very soon. If I didn’t truly believe that, I would be down there now — and you’d be here, chained to a tree or something along those lines.

Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don’t hurt yourself.

You don’t have to be afraid, Bella. You’re safe. I won’t hurt you.


It’s going to be all right, Bella. I know you’re frightened now, but it’s over. No one is going to hurt you. I won’t touch you. I won’t hurt you.

Are you… Aren’t you afraid of me?

I didn’t want you to see that. See me like that. I know I must have terrified you.

I just beheaded and dismembered a sentient creature not twenty yards from you. That doesn’t bother you?

You know that you nearly gave me a heart attack? Not the easiest thing to do, that.

The Volturi do not honor truces with werewolves.

If it hurts you so much, how can it possibly be the right thing for you?

Bella, I see what you’re doing. You’re trying to make everyone else happy. And I don’t care about anyone else’s feelings. I only need you to be happy. Don’t worry about breaking the news to Alice. I’ll take care of it. I promise she won’t make you feel guilty.

We’re doing this your way. Because my way doesn’t work. I call you stubborn, but look at what I’ve done. I’ve clung with such idiotic obstinacy to my idea of what’s best for you, though it’s only hurt you. Hurt you so deeply, time and time again. I don’t trust myself anymore. You can have happiness your way. My way is always wrong.

You don’t fight fair.

Stop fidgeting, Bella. Please try to remember that you’re not confessing to a murder here.

Charlie, I realize that I’ve gone about this out of order. Traditionally, I should have asked you first. I mean no disrespect, but since Bella has already said yes and I don’t want to diminish her choice in the matter, instead of asking you for her hand, I’m asking for your blessing. We’re getting married, Charlie. I love her more than anything in the world, more than my own life, and – by some miracle – she loves me that way, too. Will you give us your blessing?

Bachelor parties are designed for those who are sad to see the passing of their single days. I couldn’t be more eager to have mine behind me. So there’s really no point.

It’s not right! I don’t want you to have to make sacrifices for me. I want to give you things, not take things away from you. I don’t want to steal your future.

I’ve been waiting a century to marry you, Miss Swan.

Oh, for the love of all that’s holy!

Let me introduce you to my wife.

Enjoying the party, Mrs. Cullen?

I’m not surprised Mike’s having difficulty with improper thoughts about a married woman. I am disappointed that Alice didn’t make sure you were forced to look in a mirror.
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Go away, Alice.

You’re awfully small to be so hugely irritating.

I’m nothing if not thorough.

I’m sure you’d like a human minute or two… It was a long journey.

Don’t take too long, Mrs. Cullen.

I wouldn’t use the word beautiful. Not with you standing here in comparison.

Stop acting like I’m not a monster for having agreed to this.

Do not say the word fine. If you value my sanity, do not say that you are fine.

Did you expect this, Bella? Were you anticipating that I would hurt you? Were you thinking it would be worse? Do you consider the experiment a success because you can walk away from it? No broken bones – that equals a victory?

With our rarely changing temperaments, strong emotions can alter us in permanent ways. But he said I did not need to worry about that part – you had already altered me so completely.

I can’t ignore the evidence, Bella. Or your history of trying to let me off the hook when I make mistakes.

We’re just lucky it was the pillows and not you.

I will not make love with you until you’ve been changed. I will never hurt you again.

I will not make any deals with you.

Why are you doing this to me?

You are making me insane, Bella.

You are so human, Bella. Ruled by your hormones.

You haven’t said a word in your sleep since we got here. If it weren’t for the snoring, I’d worry you were slipping into a coma.

Do you want me to sing to you? I’ll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.

You seem to be extraordinarily unobservant when your attention is otherwise involved.

You look so guilty – like you’ve committed a crime.

So you seduced your all-too-willing husband. That’s not a capital offense.

Breakfast time for the human?

Sex was the key all along? Why didn’t I think of that? I could have saved myself a lot of arguments.

You are so human.
Real estate is a good investment.

Very honeymoonish.

I don’t know… I’ve already mangled the headboard in the other room beyond repair – maybe if we limit the destruction to one area of the house, Esme might invite us back someday.
Edward Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 6, p.115

I think it might be safer if it’s premeditated, rather than if I wait for you to assault me again.

Maybe it would be more polite to wait until we’re alone. You may not notice me tearing the furniture apart, but it would probably scare them.

Bella! I’m losing my mind over here.

Are you trying to pass this illness off as PMS?

We’re going to get that thing out before it can hurt any part of you. Don’t be scared. I won’t let it hurt you.

I’m not ready for you to kill me yet, Jacob Black. You’ll have to have a little patience.

Even you, Jacob Black, cannot hate me as much as I hate myself.

You know her, Jacob. You connect to her on a level that I don’t even understand. You are part of her, and she is part of you.

I don’t care about anything but keeping her alive. If it’s a child she wants, she can have it. She can have half a dozen babies. Anything she wants. She can have puppies, if that’s what it takes.

The moment Bella’s heart stops beating, I will be begging for you to kill me.

No. It’s not better. But I’m not going to force her to do anything that makes her unhappy now. Whatever happens, this makes her feel better. I’ll deal with the rest afterward.

I’ll deal with whatever comes. I won’t cause her pain now.

It… the baby likes the sound of your voice.

Go, Jacob. Get away from here.

I’m not going to pretend that I understand why Bella is unable to let go of you, but I do know that she does not behave this way to hurt you. She suffers a great deal over the pain she’s inflicting on you, and on me, by asking you to stay.

I’m sorry. I am truly sorry for the pain this causes you, Jacob. Though you hate me, I must admit that I don’t feel the same about you. I think of you as a… a brother in many ways. A comrade in arms, at the very least. I regret your suffering more than you realize. But Bella is going to survive, and I know that’s what really matters to you.

I want your permission to deviate from what we agreed to in our treaty with Ephraim. I want you to grant us an exception. I want your permission to save her life. You know I’ll do it anyway, but I don’t want to break faith with you if there is any way to avoid it. We never intended to go back on our word, and we don’t do it lightly now. I want your understanding, Jacob, because you know exactly why we do this. I want the alliance between our families to survive when this is over.

He has one of the purest, sincerest, kindest minds I’ve ever heard. You’re lucky to have his thoughts to share.

Bella, I love you. Bella, I’m sorry.

I’m sure she’ll surprise me. She always does.
 

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