Wilder: I'm crazy about you, Max. The way you look at me with those eyes... I'm a goner. I think about you when I'm not here. I think about you when I am. You've become this huge part of me, in just these small moments we share.
Max: Slow down.
Wilder: No, I can't. I don't want to slow down for you. For anyone. That's why I can't be with someone who doesn't know my language. I know you're learning ASL. And it's so endearing and often hilarious. But I can't share everything I'm feeling in a way you'll understand. I want you to know me, to really know my heart and soul, and have you understand my most silly, convoluted thoughts. My feelings. Because without that, you'll never really know me. Yes, I feel everything that's there between us. But I also feel the empty spaces. And I don't want to live in an empty space. I don't want to fall in love in an empty space.
Max: I'm sorry. I didn't get all of that. I didn't.
Wilder I know.