[ Harvey took up his pack of cigarettes-- rationing them out slowly, one by one-- he feels like this discussion is the precursor to a long pain, so he might as well get a fix before the fall. ]

[ He lights up, takes a drag, stays in a lean against his little bathroom closet. ]

You'd have to know what love was really like to know how it feels when it's unrequited, Cassel. We both know you have no idea what love is.