Samson:
You could bind a man tighter than the Saran's chains.
Delilah:
Could I bind you?
Samson:
No, Delilah. You're going back to the Saran the only way you can be trusted.
Delilah:
Oh? Will you kill me yourself? You could crush me between these two hands. Why don't you? I told you once I'd kiss you with my dying breath.
Samson:
Your kiss has the sting of death.
Delilah:
I don't believe you could kill me. You could try. You're afraid to kill me.
Samson:
I'll let the Devil do that.
Delilah:
I know you will, but don't make me eat supper alone.
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