Brigit and Vincent in “Masques”

I'm sick to death of safety! Oh, I look at the city and...I want to touch it, to walk its streets, meet its people, and listen to its music. I want to see all of the things my father told me of, and I can't. Can you imagine how that feels?

Yes.

Sometimes, Vincent, we must leave our safe places and walk empty-handed among our enemies.