Draper once said, “Oh, you mean love. You mean the big lightning bolt to the heart where you can’t eat and you can’t work and you just run off and get married and make babies. The reason you haven’t felt it is because it doesn’t exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me to sell nylons. You’re born alone and you die alone and this world just drops a bunch of rules on top of you to make you forget those facts. But I never forget. I’m living like there’s no tomorrow, because there isn’t one.”
In the end, Kane dies alone and although Draper has already forecasted for himself a fate similar to Kane’s, when he’s asked “Are you alone?” at the end of “The Phantom,” he lingers on the question in a contemplative way, a notion which suggests an existential component to the literal “Are you free for sex tonight?” question as it was given.
Ergo, my curiosity segues to whether he’s still resolute in the belief he’ll die alone or if it’s now a contemplative question rather than a finite resolution.
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