- Véronique? - Yes? - I know now why you were the one. - Yes. - It was not the book. - I knew it. - What? - Why you were doing it. Since the first night you called me. Even before that. - You knew? - Everything. This may have nothing to do with it, or it may. All my life I’ve felt I was in two places at the same time. Here and somewhere else. It’s hard to explain. But I know... I always sense what I have to do.
The Double Life of Véronique (La double vie de Véronique), Krzysztof Kieslowski (1991)