Melancholy music plays/
Detective
@C. Lee with plenty crows feet on his face, decades of wisdom, ponytail in the back, bald up front, still clinging on to a hair long lost. His rookie partner needs guidance, but won't ask.
Clee: You buy a ring yet?
BN: Temptation is hell of a thing, partnah, it also beats the boredom of growing old with just one person.
Clee: One of the mysteries of life is that we tend to love someone that doesn't love us, and we reject and disparage those who do love us. We prefer to fantasize imaginary lifes with ones who are unattainable to us, instead of just being happy with the ones that are devoted and faithful to us. We wish what we can't have. We can't be happy with what we posses. That's a mystery indeed to me. I think you may think that you have to be stupid for choosing a mentally unstable, junkie, always naked women over a hard-working, devoted and stable one. But that's love. One represents the future stability, the loving wife, the good mother, the certain life; but also the boredom, the tasteless life; The others, the adventure, the uncertainty, the joy, the unbridled passion, the colorful life; a life that could end any instant. No explanation to it, it's just what the desires from inside. I almost married Jayne Mansfield, swing low sweet chariots! The mysterious force of love. In the end, the last moment tis so painful to walk the right path. Pure resignation. We know as good men, we won't find the purest form of happiness in this life. You'll have a committed, loving wife, and one day may learn how to love her. But won't reach the peak of happiness. Never. Make peace with it and move on.
BN: Ok, I'll just buy her some Victoria Secret panties they are on sale.
Clee: Goddamn it!