Gloria: Please, listen. I was 13. My father was dead. All older men seemed like fathers to me. But I wanted one of my own, to sit in his lap, to hug him, and have him say I was beautiful.
Gloria: Do you remember Major Hartley? Major Hartley, my mother's friend. He came down to Grand Central Station one day to pick me up from summer camp. Mother was away visiting. He took me home. He let me sit on his lap. He let me hug him. He told me I was beautiful.
Gloria: He stayed in that house for one week and taught me more about evil than any 13-year-old girl in the world knew.
Steve: Lori, don't, don't.
Gloria: You haven't heard the worst of it yet! I loved it! Every awful moment of it, I loved! That's your Gloria, Steve. That's your darling, Gloria.
我当时完全被Gloria的那句“I loved it!”所震慑,后来看到有评论讲这是伊丽莎白泰勒在这部戏中的Oscar scene. But this is violence and should not have been tolerated.