Harry: I am sad. 

Sally: I'm sure it's not pleasant to be sad. 



Harry: Do you think coming here will help you not to be sad? 

Sally: You're not really talking about me -- are you?



Harry: Perhaps I am in your fantasies. 

Sally: What makes you think of my fantasies? 



Harry: Your fantasies? 

Sally: Are you worried about someone else's fantasies?



Harry: Would you prefer if I weren't worried about someone else's fantasies?