Colleen: My name's Colleen.
Santo: Colleen. I am Santo. Santo DiMera.
Colleen: Santo. It means "saint." You must be a very good man to wear such a name. (July 9 2007)
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Santo: Molto. You are my savior.
Colleen: God is your savior, not me.
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Santo: You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
Colleen: Do you not see this habit I'm wearing? I'll go see what's keeping the doctor.
Santo: I have no need for a doctor.
Colleen: Well, that whack you took to the noggin's done something to your mind, surely, to be saying such things to a novice like me.
Santo: My head is perfectly clear. God brought me to this place to find you.
Colleen: You must stop. 'Tis blasphemy you're speaking.
Santo: I could no more stop than I could turn back the tide.
Colleen: Well, then, you must lie down. 'Tis certain that blow to your head is more serious than I thought.
Santo: Let it be as serious as death. Let the lord come for me, for I will go with joy because... I have seen heaven on earth. ( July 9 2007)
Santo: Colleen. I am Santo. Santo DiMera.
Colleen: Santo. It means "saint." You must be a very good man to wear such a name. (July 9 2007)
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Santo: Molto. You are my savior.
Colleen: God is your savior, not me.
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Santo: You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
Colleen: Do you not see this habit I'm wearing? I'll go see what's keeping the doctor.
Santo: I have no need for a doctor.
Colleen: Well, that whack you took to the noggin's done something to your mind, surely, to be saying such things to a novice like me.
Santo: My head is perfectly clear. God brought me to this place to find you.
Colleen: You must stop. 'Tis blasphemy you're speaking.
Santo: I could no more stop than I could turn back the tide.
Colleen: Well, then, you must lie down. 'Tis certain that blow to your head is more serious than I thought.
Santo: Let it be as serious as death. Let the lord come for me, for I will go with joy because... I have seen heaven on earth. ( July 9 2007)
Santo to Colleen in a letter: "My dearest Colleen, from the instant I opened my eyes and saw your radiant face above me, you've been in my thoughts. And how I tried to put you in that moment from my mind, but then, this morning, your letter arrived written not in English, but in Italian. And in the flow of those words, I could hear your voice calling to me and I couldn't help but head straight back to the church." (July 10 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: ""In my soul, dear Colleen, I know that you believe, as I do, that the lord works in mysterious ways. Why was I injured that day in your village? Why, when I thought I might breathe my last, did the Lord bring you into my life? Why do I see divine purpose in our meeting? Help me please. Help me understand his will for us, Colleen -- his will that brought me face-to-face with a novice's angry father in that little Irish church." (July 10 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: ""In my soul, dear Colleen, I know that you believe, as I do, that the lord works in mysterious ways. Why was I injured that day in your village? Why, when I thought I might breathe my last, did the Lord bring you into my life? Why do I see divine purpose in our meeting? Help me please. Help me understand his will for us, Colleen -- his will that brought me face-to-face with a novice's angry father in that little Irish church." (July 10 2007)
Santo: Oh, um... your hair is...
Colleen: What about it? Oh.
Santo: It's beautiful. You know, it's like the color of a summer sunset. It's beautiful. (July 18 2007)
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Santo: I will see you again.
Colleen: Is that a question, Mr. DiMera?
Santo: No, Miss Brady. It's a fact. (July 18 2007)
Colleen: What about it? Oh.
Santo: It's beautiful. You know, it's like the color of a summer sunset. It's beautiful. (July 18 2007)
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Santo: I will see you again.
Colleen: Is that a question, Mr. DiMera?
Santo: No, Miss Brady. It's a fact. (July 18 2007)
Santo: But you are very beautiful.
Colleen: There are many far more beautiful, Mr. DiMera.
Santo: Not one. I speak the truth. The Lord, he would not let me lie. (July 23 2007)
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Santo: Colleen... to hide such great beauty is a sin.
Colleen: 'Tis only outward beauty you speak of.
Santo: It is beauty given to you by the Lord. (July 23 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: "Cara Bellissima. Allow me the salutation, my dear, Colleen. The vision of you strolling through the heather bathed in the moonlight stopped my heart." (July 23 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: ""I thought I was no longer capable of feeling such joy. Your hair caught the night's breeze, free of all restraint." (July 23 2007)
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Santo: You want to be free from me? How is that possible? For I cannot be free from you. No matter how far I go from this place, I know for certain, Colleen, I can never be free from you. (July 23 2007)
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Santo: New York is the most amazing city in the world. You can ride to the top of a skyscraper, and you look out over all of America. It is like it is yours, you know? You own it.
Colleen: I can only imagine.
Santo: New York is not to be imagined. It is to be seen. Let me show you.
Colleen: No. That will never happen.
Santo: You know, I met a girl once. She told me I would never see her without her habit.
Colleen: I won't have any more of this talk.
Santo: I don't want any talk either, Colleen. I want something different from you. Kiss me. Come. (July 23 2007)
Colleen: There are many far more beautiful, Mr. DiMera.
Santo: Not one. I speak the truth. The Lord, he would not let me lie. (July 23 2007)
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Santo: Colleen... to hide such great beauty is a sin.
Colleen: 'Tis only outward beauty you speak of.
Santo: It is beauty given to you by the Lord. (July 23 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: "Cara Bellissima. Allow me the salutation, my dear, Colleen. The vision of you strolling through the heather bathed in the moonlight stopped my heart." (July 23 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: ""I thought I was no longer capable of feeling such joy. Your hair caught the night's breeze, free of all restraint." (July 23 2007)
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Santo: You want to be free from me? How is that possible? For I cannot be free from you. No matter how far I go from this place, I know for certain, Colleen, I can never be free from you. (July 23 2007)
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Santo: New York is the most amazing city in the world. You can ride to the top of a skyscraper, and you look out over all of America. It is like it is yours, you know? You own it.
Colleen: I can only imagine.
Santo: New York is not to be imagined. It is to be seen. Let me show you.
Colleen: No. That will never happen.
Santo: You know, I met a girl once. She told me I would never see her without her habit.
Colleen: I won't have any more of this talk.
Santo: I don't want any talk either, Colleen. I want something different from you. Kiss me. Come. (July 23 2007)
Colleen to Santo in a letter: "Dear Santo, to meet you the other night on the shore and not in my habit was desperately wrong of me. I was testing myself, Santo, praying the Lord would give me the strength to resist temptation. But I had to see you once again. I prayed, but all my prayers and all my plans were gone at the sight of you. That look in your eye with an answer for everything." (August 3 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, I am so happy to see you. Words fail me.
Colleen: Dear God, give me strength. (August 3 2007)
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Colleen: That poor boy, losing his ma. Don't I know what that feels like. How could God take someone so needed, a mother instead of someone -- someone like me?
Santo: No, Colleen. Don't even think that. If I lost you, I could not live. [Speaking Italian]
Colleen: No. No, please. It's not right.
Santo: It's not right? To feel love is not right? (August 3 2007)
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Santo: You say that because you are afraid. You know you can't hide your true feelings.
Colleen: I am afeard of nothing.
Santo: If, in all honesty, before the Lord, you tell me you feel nothing, I walk away. Done. But it won't happen.
(August 3 2007)
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Santo: You have a decision. It's yours. Not Father Mallory, not your da. It's your decision alone. Colleen... are you going to go back to the open arms of the church and leave me with nothing but the memory or stay here with me?
Colleen: Stay... here?
Santo: Stay here with me, under the stars, in my arms. (August 3 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, I am so happy to see you. Words fail me.
Colleen: Dear God, give me strength. (August 3 2007)
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Colleen: That poor boy, losing his ma. Don't I know what that feels like. How could God take someone so needed, a mother instead of someone -- someone like me?
Santo: No, Colleen. Don't even think that. If I lost you, I could not live. [Speaking Italian]
Colleen: No. No, please. It's not right.
Santo: It's not right? To feel love is not right? (August 3 2007)
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Santo: You say that because you are afraid. You know you can't hide your true feelings.
Colleen: I am afeard of nothing.
Santo: If, in all honesty, before the Lord, you tell me you feel nothing, I walk away. Done. But it won't happen.
(August 3 2007)
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Santo: You have a decision. It's yours. Not Father Mallory, not your da. It's your decision alone. Colleen... are you going to go back to the open arms of the church and leave me with nothing but the memory or stay here with me?
Colleen: Stay... here?
Santo: Stay here with me, under the stars, in my arms. (August 3 2007)
Santo: I want you to be free. I want you to be free from your doubt. I want you to be a woman, Colleen. I want you to be my woman. (August 6 2007)
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Colleen: And don't you know it, too. You were asking me to be merely a woman. And now I'm asking you to be rid of that paycock I've been seeing. I'm asking you to...be just a man. My man. (August 6 2007)
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Colleen: No. No, it was beautiful. My dear Gran always used to say, "be careful what your heart desires."
Santo: And what is it that your heart desires, Colleen?
Colleen: Many things.
Santo: Love.
Colleen: I didn't s that.
Santo: Colleen, you did not have to say it because I feel it. You know, I feel it like I feel the breeze around. (August 6 2007)
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Santo: Eternal damnation? Colleen...if I have to suffer eternal damnation to be with you, then let me be damned, because the lord that I know, I believe, would not condemn two people just because I love you. And I cannot stop loving you. Colleen, I give you my soul. Take it. Do what you want with it. (August 6 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, no. If you are going to walk away, walk away now, because any kindness you show me is going to get you into trouble. You understand that?
Colleen: It wouldn't be the first time... nor, I fear, the last. (August 6 2007)
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Colleen: And don't you know it, too. You were asking me to be merely a woman. And now I'm asking you to be rid of that paycock I've been seeing. I'm asking you to...be just a man. My man. (August 6 2007)
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Colleen: No. No, it was beautiful. My dear Gran always used to say, "be careful what your heart desires."
Santo: And what is it that your heart desires, Colleen?
Colleen: Many things.
Santo: Love.
Colleen: I didn't s that.
Santo: Colleen, you did not have to say it because I feel it. You know, I feel it like I feel the breeze around. (August 6 2007)
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Santo: Eternal damnation? Colleen...if I have to suffer eternal damnation to be with you, then let me be damned, because the lord that I know, I believe, would not condemn two people just because I love you. And I cannot stop loving you. Colleen, I give you my soul. Take it. Do what you want with it. (August 6 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, no. If you are going to walk away, walk away now, because any kindness you show me is going to get you into trouble. You understand that?
Colleen: It wouldn't be the first time... nor, I fear, the last. (August 6 2007)
Santo:What is it, Colleen, that you want from me? Do you want, what -- here, my heart. You want my heart? Take it. Take it if that is what you need because it beats only for you, Colleen. (August 22 2007)
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Santo: "Santo, please" what, huh? It's too late for "Santo, please," okay? It was late a long time ago. Things have gone too far. You hold my soul in your hands, so you think that you can control me, that I will do whatever it is that you will. No. I am Santo DiMera, huh? I'm a man of conscience, a man of code with a passion for life. And I have never -- and I will never beg for love. I give my heart. Yeah, I give it. But you are to choose, Colleen. It is your life. It is your future. Look...the door -- stay or go. Stay or go. It's up to you, but know this -- you walk out the door, it is your cowardice that drove you because you could not bear to face who you are and what it really is that you want.
Colleen: Santo.
Santo: No, it is your life, Colleen. Live it for yourself, not for your father. And if you want to go and live behind the convent wall, go with my blessing. Go. It's your choice, Colleen. Yours only. And you have to choose. (August 22 2007)
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Santo: You are so beautiful. Like a gift...from the angels. You are a blessing. We are blessed.
Colleen: I don't -- I don't know what to do.
Santo: Follow your heart. You are beautiful. Come. I will show you. (August 22 2008)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I knew I was risking my future, my good name, and even my soul, all for a mere moment of pleasure. And I sudden felt all the weight of the sacrifice I was about to make. And I knew I wasn't ready to lose what I held most dear. (August 23 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I felt despair for the first time in all my life, knowing that life as I knew it was over. But then when you touched me and I felt the warmth of your skin against mine, Santo, I felt a calm flooding over me.
(August 23 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: Feeling your touch in that moment, the world as I knew it dissolved away. All I could see, all that mattered was there in that room, in that moment. (August 23 2007)
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Santo: You are the most beautiful woman I have ever known on the inside, not just the outside. The Lord God would not have created such beauty to watch it waste away. (August 23 2007)
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Santo: "Santo, please" what, huh? It's too late for "Santo, please," okay? It was late a long time ago. Things have gone too far. You hold my soul in your hands, so you think that you can control me, that I will do whatever it is that you will. No. I am Santo DiMera, huh? I'm a man of conscience, a man of code with a passion for life. And I have never -- and I will never beg for love. I give my heart. Yeah, I give it. But you are to choose, Colleen. It is your life. It is your future. Look...the door -- stay or go. Stay or go. It's up to you, but know this -- you walk out the door, it is your cowardice that drove you because you could not bear to face who you are and what it really is that you want.
Colleen: Santo.
Santo: No, it is your life, Colleen. Live it for yourself, not for your father. And if you want to go and live behind the convent wall, go with my blessing. Go. It's your choice, Colleen. Yours only. And you have to choose. (August 22 2007)
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Santo: You are so beautiful. Like a gift...from the angels. You are a blessing. We are blessed.
Colleen: I don't -- I don't know what to do.
Santo: Follow your heart. You are beautiful. Come. I will show you. (August 22 2008)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I knew I was risking my future, my good name, and even my soul, all for a mere moment of pleasure. And I sudden felt all the weight of the sacrifice I was about to make. And I knew I wasn't ready to lose what I held most dear. (August 23 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I felt despair for the first time in all my life, knowing that life as I knew it was over. But then when you touched me and I felt the warmth of your skin against mine, Santo, I felt a calm flooding over me.
(August 23 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: Feeling your touch in that moment, the world as I knew it dissolved away. All I could see, all that mattered was there in that room, in that moment. (August 23 2007)
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Santo: You are the most beautiful woman I have ever known on the inside, not just the outside. The Lord God would not have created such beauty to watch it waste away. (August 23 2007)
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Santo to Stefano: Your mother and I, we were not a good match. Colleen Brady was the great love of my life. I had to have her, you know? And when I could not, I wanted vengeance for that. (August 28 2007)
Santo to Stefano: Your mother and I, we were not a good match. Colleen Brady was the great love of my life. I had to have her, you know? And when I could not, I wanted vengeance for that. (August 28 2007)
Santo to Colleen in a letter: My dear Colleen, it is true. I have known love. But the other night, as I held you in my arms, time stood still. The rest of the world ceased to exist. I knew nothing except the sweetness of your scent and the softness of your skin. [Normal voice] It was as if our animal instincts came to the fore and took control of our sensibilities. I felt we were as one...together. But when Sister Mary Anne appeared unexpectedly and frightened you away, everything that mattered in my life disappeared. I finally understood that I had placed unreasonable demands on you, that I had promised you the world, assuming that you would choose me over your family and your vows. And for that, cuore, I am forever sorry. I swore to myself and to you that I would stop at nothing to make things right, even if it meant ruining my own good name. And at that very moment, I knew exactly what had to be done. (September 5 2007)
Colleen to Santo in a letter: I knew it was wrong. It went counter to all I'd been taught and the path I have chosen, but still, there I was, standing outside your room after having run through the pouring rain like some sick, pathetic schoolgirl. I cursed the power you had over me. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I resolved there and then to turn away, run back to the church as fast as I could, and never leave its confines again, no matter what. But then you opened the door. And you smiled at me, and in that one smile, I knew that this was right. But even then, I felt eaten alive with my guilt. I felt surely I would burn in hell for all eternity for my transgression. (September 6 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, it is wrong when you deny how you feel in your heart, when you deny who you are, when you live for others, for their expectations. (September 6 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, there was a time not long ago that I thought my power was limitless, that love... love was for the fools. And then, one day, in St. Malachy, I opened my eyes, and I see the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And in that moment, everything changed. The more I came to know this woman, the more I realized that my life up until that point -- except for the birth of my son -- was without meaning. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: All my life, I thought to lie with a man served only one purpose -- the getting of children. And for a woman of my vocation, it meant the ultimate betrayal to God. But that night, you showed me otherwise. You showed me an expression of love, the likes of which I had never imagined. And I wondered how such a thing could possibly be a sin. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I have never been so close to a man's... beating heart. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen: I feel free, free as a bird.
Santo: Because you are free. You're free to live your life to the fullest, to be mine, to be only mine, for the rest of our lives, Colleen. Come away with me. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I resolved there and then to turn away, run back to the church as fast as I could, and never leave its confines again, no matter what. But then you opened the door. And you smiled at me, and in that one smile, I knew that this was right. But even then, I felt eaten alive with my guilt. I felt surely I would burn in hell for all eternity for my transgression. (September 6 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, it is wrong when you deny how you feel in your heart, when you deny who you are, when you live for others, for their expectations. (September 6 2007)
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Santo: Colleen, there was a time not long ago that I thought my power was limitless, that love... love was for the fools. And then, one day, in St. Malachy, I opened my eyes, and I see the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And in that moment, everything changed. The more I came to know this woman, the more I realized that my life up until that point -- except for the birth of my son -- was without meaning. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: All my life, I thought to lie with a man served only one purpose -- the getting of children. And for a woman of my vocation, it meant the ultimate betrayal to God. But that night, you showed me otherwise. You showed me an expression of love, the likes of which I had never imagined. And I wondered how such a thing could possibly be a sin. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: I have never been so close to a man's... beating heart. (September 6 2007)
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Colleen: I feel free, free as a bird.
Santo: Because you are free. You're free to live your life to the fullest, to be mine, to be only mine, for the rest of our lives, Colleen. Come away with me. (September 6 2007)
Colleen: It speaks to the Irish heart. Loud and true. It's how I feel when I look at you, Santo. My life, my world...transformed literally. And so it is when someone is overpowered by love. (September 13 2007)
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Santo: Love, Colleen...has many faces. It finds many forms, but true love, our love... is inevitable. Inevitable. (September 13 2007)
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Santo: Love, Colleen...has many faces. It finds many forms, but true love, our love... is inevitable. Inevitable. (September 13 2007)
Santo: More time. More time for what, to decide between being a nun by day and my lover by night?
Colleen: You're asking me to choose between water and air, and I need both to live.
Santo: And I need you, Colleen. (September 14 2007)
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Santo: You would not destroy me, but, Colleen, if I lose your love, it is something from which I will never recover. (September 14 2007)
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Colleen: I love my life as much as I love you. (September 14 2007)
Colleen: You're asking me to choose between water and air, and I need both to live.
Santo: And I need you, Colleen. (September 14 2007)
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Santo: You would not destroy me, but, Colleen, if I lose your love, it is something from which I will never recover. (September 14 2007)
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Colleen: I love my life as much as I love you. (September 14 2007)
Colleen: My answer is yes.
Santo: What?
Colleen: Yes, I will marry you. Yes, I will be your wife. (September 26 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: That simple word was the answer to my prayers. Your love is my miracle, my faith, my religion. You're making a great sacrifice, Colleen. But there will be no regret, only happiness. We will live each day fulfilling our true destiny...as husband and wife. (September 26 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter about the ring: Never have I seen such beauty. It was as if I held the sun in my very hand. I was thrilled and terrified all in that moment. But love is simple and pure, Santo. Its power comes from the heart, not from what a woman wears on her hand. (September 26 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: They vowed to protect me and my virtue. They hurled insults upon your character and your ways. And I turned a deaf ear to that, knowing that nothing they said would change what was in my heart. And didn't the blood rush to his face in anger when I told him he was no longer to decide my fate? That my life was a gift from God and it was my right to use that gift as I pleased. (September 26 2007)
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Fr. Mallory: Colleen, others have had doubts and fears before taking final vows.
Colleen: I am not afeared. I love Santo. (September 26 2007)
Santo: What?
Colleen: Yes, I will marry you. Yes, I will be your wife. (September 26 2007)
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Santo to Colleen in a letter: That simple word was the answer to my prayers. Your love is my miracle, my faith, my religion. You're making a great sacrifice, Colleen. But there will be no regret, only happiness. We will live each day fulfilling our true destiny...as husband and wife. (September 26 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter about the ring: Never have I seen such beauty. It was as if I held the sun in my very hand. I was thrilled and terrified all in that moment. But love is simple and pure, Santo. Its power comes from the heart, not from what a woman wears on her hand. (September 26 2007)
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Colleen to Santo in a letter: They vowed to protect me and my virtue. They hurled insults upon your character and your ways. And I turned a deaf ear to that, knowing that nothing they said would change what was in my heart. And didn't the blood rush to his face in anger when I told him he was no longer to decide my fate? That my life was a gift from God and it was my right to use that gift as I pleased. (September 26 2007)
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Fr. Mallory: Colleen, others have had doubts and fears before taking final vows.
Colleen: I am not afeared. I love Santo. (September 26 2007)
Colleen: I know. You're all I have.
Santo: I will never let you down. You know that. You know...when we wed, these rings, when they come together, it will be like our past and our future coming together. (September 28 2007)
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Santo: I could not love you any more. Marriage won't change you. You will always be my Colleen.
Colleen: Do you promise?
Santo: I would never lie to you.
Colleen: Not even to make me feel better?
Santo: Especially not to make you feel better. (September 28 2007)
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Santo: It is true. We are meant to be together. I felt this from the first moment I opened my eyes and I saw you in St. Malachy.
Colleen: If the Lord meant us to be together, you wouldn't be married, would you? You...had your fun with me, haven't you?
Santo: You felt it, Colleen. I know you did. Don't deny it. You have felt the power of the force that pulls us together.
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Santo: We -- we had the right to choose our own future. Because the Lord gave us free will, Colleen, and our fathers took it away from us. I felt that it was our right. I felt that it was our duty to take it back. (September 28 2007)
Santo: I will never let you down. You know that. You know...when we wed, these rings, when they come together, it will be like our past and our future coming together. (September 28 2007)
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Santo: I could not love you any more. Marriage won't change you. You will always be my Colleen.
Colleen: Do you promise?
Santo: I would never lie to you.
Colleen: Not even to make me feel better?
Santo: Especially not to make you feel better. (September 28 2007)
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Santo: It is true. We are meant to be together. I felt this from the first moment I opened my eyes and I saw you in St. Malachy.
Colleen: If the Lord meant us to be together, you wouldn't be married, would you? You...had your fun with me, haven't you?
Santo: You felt it, Colleen. I know you did. Don't deny it. You have felt the power of the force that pulls us together.
(September 28 2007)
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Santo: We -- we had the right to choose our own future. Because the Lord gave us free will, Colleen, and our fathers took it away from us. I felt that it was our right. I felt that it was our duty to take it back. (September 28 2007)
(after finding Colleen faked her death over 50 years ago and found Colleen as an elder)
Colleen: It is possible. Look at me. You've seen the photos, have you not?
Marlena: Those were taken a very long time ago.
Colleen: Well, it's true. Me features have added a wrinkle or two since I was a novice. But look into me eyes. The eyes don't change. They're the same eyes as when I was young and in love. I've been told your lovely Samantha is the spit and image of the younger me, which pleases me no end, I must say. (February 1 2008)
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Colleen: Oh, yes, the letters. Oh, I held on to those for quite some time. I longed for his strong arms around me, but all I had were his words. They sang to me, but they could never touch me. Our love was deep and strong. It held me together, and it tore me apart. (February 1 2008)
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Colleen: [Sighs] Santo's love was merely a memory, but a memory that bound me so I could never love again. (February 1 2008)
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Belle: Did you ever get married?
Colleen: Oh, heavens, no. Santo was me one true love. I could never love again. So, to fill the void, I worked. (February 1 2008)
Colleen: It is possible. Look at me. You've seen the photos, have you not?
Marlena: Those were taken a very long time ago.
Colleen: Well, it's true. Me features have added a wrinkle or two since I was a novice. But look into me eyes. The eyes don't change. They're the same eyes as when I was young and in love. I've been told your lovely Samantha is the spit and image of the younger me, which pleases me no end, I must say. (February 1 2008)
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Colleen: Oh, yes, the letters. Oh, I held on to those for quite some time. I longed for his strong arms around me, but all I had were his words. They sang to me, but they could never touch me. Our love was deep and strong. It held me together, and it tore me apart. (February 1 2008)
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Colleen: [Sighs] Santo's love was merely a memory, but a memory that bound me so I could never love again. (February 1 2008)
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Belle: Did you ever get married?
Colleen: Oh, heavens, no. Santo was me one true love. I could never love again. So, to fill the void, I worked. (February 1 2008)