- I don't love you anymore.
- Since when?
- Now. Just now. I don't want to lie. Can't tell the truth, so it's over.
- It doesn't matter. I love you. None of it matters.
- Too late. I don't love you anymore. Goodbye.
- Here's the truth, so now you can hate me. He fucked me all night. I enjoyed it. I came. I prefer you. Now go...
- I knew that. He told me.
- You knew?!
- I needed to hear it from you.
- Why?
- Because he might have been lying. I had to hear it from you.
- I would never have told you, because I know you would have never forgived me.
- I would. I have.
- Why did he tell you?
- Because he's a bastard.
- How could he?
- Because he wanted this to happen.
- (getting angry): But why test me?
- Because I'm an idiot.
- Yes. I would have loved you... forever. Now, please go.
- Don't do this, Alice. Please, talk to me.
- I am talking. Fuck off.
- I'm sorry. You misunderstand! I didn't mean to.
- Yes you did.
- I love you!
- Where?!
- What?!
- 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.
- Please, don't do this!
- Done.
- Now, please go, or I'll call security.
- No, you're not in a strip club, there is no security.
She picks up the phone. He goes over and grabs it from her.
- Why did you fuck him?
- I wanted to.
- Why?
- I desired him.
- Why?
- You weren't there!
- (getting upset): Why him?
- He asked me nicely.
- You're a liar.
- So?
- (screaming): Who are you?!
- (crying): I'm no one!...
