the crying game

• en etkileyici sahnelerden birinde diyaloglar sagidaki gibidir:
  fergus ve dil dil'in evinde sakin sakin muhabbet etmektedir, olaylar gelisir...
  
  fergus: did he ever tell you you were beautiful?
  dil: all the time.
  fergus runs his hand down her throat.
  dil:even now.
  fergus: no...
  dil: he looks after me. he's a gentleman too.
  she draws him behind a curtain toward the bed, pulls him
  down. they kiss passionately.
  dil: give me one minute.
  she walks into the bathroom. fergus lies there, looking at
  the picture, listening to the sound of running water. she
  comes out then, dressed in a silk kimono. she looks
  extraordinarily beautiful.
  he reaches out his hand and grasps hers. he draws her toward
  him. he begins to kiss her face and neck.
  fergus: would he have minded?
  she murmurs no. his hands slip the wrap down from her
  shoulders.
  close on his hands, traveling down her neck, in the darkness.
  then the hands stop. the kimono falls to the floor gently,
  with a whisper. the camera travels with it, and we see, in a
  close-up, that she is a man.
  fergus sits there, frozen, staring at her.
  dil: you did know, didn't you?
  fergus says nothing.
  dil: oh my god.
  she gives a strange little laugh, then reaches out to touch
  him. fergus smacks the hand away.
  fergus: jesus. i feel sick --
  he gets up and runs to the bathroom. she grabs his feet.
  dil: don't go, jimmy --
  he kicks her away. he runs into the bathroom and vomits into
  the tub.
  she crouches on the floor.
  dil: i'm sorry. i thought you knew.
  he retches again.
  dil: what were you doing in the bar if you
  didn't know -- i’m bleeding...
  she lights a cigarette.
  fergus runs the taps. he washes his face, rinses his mouth.
  dil: it's all right, jimmy. i can take it.
  just not on the face.
  fergus slams the door shut. she is sitting on the couch, the
  kimono round her once more, looking very much like a woman. a trace of blood on her mouth.