老牛仔,保持着遗世独立的局外者心态,去投入到死亡的思辨,在那贫瘠的沙漠之地,在那聚集的城镇之中。 Lucky: It's all going to go away. You, you, you, you, me, this cigarette, everything... into blackness, the void. And nobody's in charge, and you're left with... ungatz. Elaine: And what do you do with that? Howard: What do you do with that? Lucky: You smile.