"'I do,' Claude said softly, just like any bride anywhere. My God, what an unreal world. Look at Big Jules's face, he really is serious. This faggot is gonna be his wife, for better or for worse until death do them part. And it came to me, scared and hard, that this is what I had to fight against. This farce was for Claude and Big Jules their real life, the whole of existence. Look, they see each other as Romeo and Juliet, as though the world were a part of them and not the other way around" (263-264)