[Dr. Kennedy and Stevens are bandaging Marlowe's wound]
Stevens: What's the matter with you, Stevens?
Stevens: Oh, nothing.
Dr. Kennedy: You're a liar, Stevens. You shave your legs and you're a liar. But you care. You care; that's what saves you.
Stevens: Saves me from what, sir?
Dr. Kennedy: Yourself, Stevens, yourself.
Stevens: I thought you were gonna say from a fate worse than death, sir.
Dr. Kennedy: There's no such thing.