“What do you want?” “The same thing I’ve always wanted. I want your love, Bruce.” “……” “Heh, didn’t think so. So, I guess I’ll ha/ve to learn to settle for the next best thing.” “Which is?” “Your body, your attention, your hate, whatever else you’re capable of producing towards me.” “You’re playing a dangerous game, Joan.” “In this town, who isn’t?” 既然得不到他的心，得到他的人总可以了吧？ 得不到他的认同，得到他的憎恨总行了吧？ 不过是看谁更能伤害谁罢了。