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Closer (2005)에 나오는 사랑의 도덕성

LARRY: Like it?

ALICE: No.

LARRY: What were you so sad about?

ALICE: Life.

LARRY: What's that then?

Alice laughs.

LARRY: So what do you reckon, in general?

ALICE: You want to talk about art?

LARRY: I know it's vulgar to discuss the work at the opening of the work, but somebody's gotta do it.

LARRY: I'm serious. What do you think?

ALICE: It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they want to see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone, but the pictures make the world seem beautiful. So the exhibition's reassuring, which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.

LARRY: I'm the big fat lie's boyfriend.

ALICE: Bastard!

LARRY: Larry.

ALICE: Alice.

ALICE: So you're Anna's boyfriend.

LARRY: A princess can kiss a toad.

ALICE: Frog.

LARRY: Toad.

ALICE: Frog.

LARRY: Toad. Frog. Lobster. They're all the same.

ALICE: So how long have you been seeing her?

LARRY: Four months. We're in the first flush. It's paradise. All my nasty habits amuse her.

LARRY: You shouldn't smoke.

ALICE: Fuck off.

LARRY: I'm a doctor, I'm supposed to say things like that.

ALICE: You want one?

LARRY: No.

She hands him a pack.

LARRY: Yes.

LARRY: No.

LARRY: Fuck it. Yes.

He concentrates.

LARRY: No, I've given up.

ALICE: Ahh.

LARRY: So Anna tells me your bloke wrote a book. Any good?

ALICE: Of course.

LARRY: It's about you, isn't it?

ALICE: Some of me.

LARRY: Oh? What did he leave out?

ALICE: The truth.

LARRY: Is he here, your bloke?

ALICE: Yeah. He's over there, talking to your bird.

Cut to the other conversation

LARRY: He's very pretty.

ALICE: She's very tall.

LARRY: So, you're a stripper.

ALICE: Yeah, and?

There's a moment of attraction, at least on his part.

LARRY: You take care now.

ALICE: I will. You too.

---

Oh, as if you had no choice? There's a moment, there's always a moment.

ALICE: I don't love you anymore.

DAN: Since when?

ALICE: Now. Just now. I don't want to lie. Can't tell the truth, so it's over.

DAN: It doesn't matter. I love you. None of it matters.

ALICE: Too late. I don't love you anymore. Goodbye.

ALICE: Here's the truth, so now you can hate me. Larry fucked me all night. I enjoyed it. I came. I prefer you. Now go.

DAN: I knew that. He told me.

ALICE: You knew?!

DAN: I needed to hear it from you.

ALICE: Why?

DAN: Because he might have been lying. I had to hear it from you.

ALICE: I would never have told you, because I know you would have never forgived me.

DAN: I would. I have.

ALICE: Why did he tell you?

DAN: Because he's a bastard.

ALICE: How could he?

DAN: Because he wanted this to happen.

ALICE (getting angry): But why test me?

DAN: Because I'm an idiot.

ALICE: Yes. I would have loved you... forever. Now, please go.

DAN: Don't do this, Alice. Please, talk to me.

ALICE: I am talking. Fuck off.

DAN: I'm sorry. You misunderstand! I didn't mean to.

ALICE: Yes you did.

DAN: I love you!

ALICE: Where?!

DAN: What?!

ALICE: Show me! Where is this love? I... I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words. Whatever you say is too late.

DAN: Please, don't do this!

ALICE: Done.

ALICE: Now, please go, or I'll call security.

DAN: No, you're not in a strip club, there is no security.

Alice picks up the phone. He goes over and grabs it from her.

---

RECEPTIONIST: You can go in now.

Dan goes in.

DAN: I want Anna back.

LARRY: She's made her choice.

DAN: I owe you an apology. I fell in love with her. My intention was not to make you suffer.

LARRY: So where's the apology? You cunt.

DAN: I apologize. If you love her, you'll let her go, so she can be happy.

LARRY: She doesn't want to be happy.

DAN: Everybody wants to be happy.

LARRY: Depressives don't. They want to be unhappy to confirm their depression. If they were happy, they couldn't be depressed anymore. They'd have to go out into the world and live, which can be depressing.

DAN: Anna's not a depressive.

LARRY: Isn't she?

DAN: I love her.

LARRY: Boo hoo. So do I.

DAN: She's gone back to you because she can't bear your suffering. You don't know who she is! You love her like a dog loves the owner.

LARRY: And the owner loves the dog for so doing.

DAN: You'll hurt her. You'll never forgive her.

LARRY: Of course I'll forgive her. I have forgiven her. Without forgiveness, we're savages. You're drowning.

DAN: You only met her because of me.

LARRY: Yeah. Thanks.

DAN: It's a joke. Your marriage is a joke!

LARRY: There's a good one. She never sent the divorce papers to her lawyer. Now, to a towering romatic hero like you, I don't doubt I am somewhat common, but I am nevertheless what she has chosen, and we must respect what the woman wants.

LARRY: If you go near her again, I swear, I will kill you.

Phone buzzes.

DOCTOR (to phone): Mmm hmm? Okay.

LARRY: I have patients to see.

...

DAN: You think love is simple. You think the heart is like a diagram.

LARRY: Have you ever see a human heart? It looks like a fist wrapped in blood! Go fuck yourself. You writer! You liar!

LARRY: You go check a few facts while I get my hands dirty.

DAN: She hates your hands. She hates your simplicity.

LARRY: Listen. I spent the whole of the last week talking about you. I know all your little ways. (...) I could go on. Shall we stop this?

It's over. Accept it.

Dan starts crying.

LARRY: You don't know the first thing about love because you don't understand compromise.

LARRY: Oh, don't cry on me.

DAN: I'm sorry. I don't know what to do.

LARRY: You want my advice? You go back to Alice.