Susanna : I’m ambivalent. In fact that’s my new favorite word.

Dr. Wick : Do you know what that means, ambivalence?

Susanna : I don’t care.

Dr. Wick : If it’s your favorite word, I would’ve thought you would…

Susanna : It *means* I don’t care. That’s what it means.

Dr. Wick : On the contrary, Susanna. Ambivalence suggests strong feelings… in opposition. The prefix, as in “ambidextrous”, means “both”. The rest of it, in Latin, means “vigor”. The word suggests that you are torn… between two opposing courses of action.

Susanna : Will I stay or will I go?

Dr. Wick : Am I sane… or, am I crazy?

Susanna : Those aren’t courses of action.

Dr. Wick : They can be, dear – for some.

Susanna : Well, then – it’s the wrong word.

Dr. Wick : No. I think it’s perfect.

Dr. Wick : Quis hic locus?, quae regio?, quae mundi plaga? What world is this?… What kingdom?… What shores of what worlds? It’s a very big question you’re faced with, Susanna. The *choice* of your *life*. How much will you indulge in your flaws? What are your flaws? Are they flaws?… If you embrace them, will you commit yourself to hospital?… for life? Big questions, big decisions! Not surprising you profess carelessness about them.

Susanna : [very upset and uncomfortable]  Is that it?

Dr. Wick : For now.