Penelope : The game will be over, your Queen’ll be dead. 
Max : My King’s still pretty… active. You know? 
Penelope : Once the Queen is dead, the King is useless. 
Max : What’s that about? 
Penelope : I don’t know. Maybe he’s too depressed to fight. He really loved her, you know. 

Penelope : I felt the rush of a thousand heartbreaks..

Penelope :  But this isn’t me, the real me is inside here somewhere just waiting to get out and you can make that happen and once the curse is broken I’ll be just like anybody else. 

Max :  What if the curse doesn’t get broken? What if the curse can never be broken?

Penelope : Then I’ll kill myself. I promise, I promise I will.

Penelope : Marry me, Max. Marry me.

Max : I can’t.

Babe, join me to the dark force … 

I missed my tempo…

Well, this kind of guys… just live in fairytale… 

To be only yours I pray…

My heart is no longer beat the way it used to…