Alba: "Where did you come from? How could you show up like this, without warning?"
Natasha: "I can't believe I'm doing this."
Alba: "What are you doing to me? You're scaring me, my little Russian."
Natasha: "Is this me? Making love to a woman? I can't recognize myself."
Alba: "Your Russian sounds so beautiful."
Natasha: "Only for you. I'm trembling with fear too."