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What the **** is going on?
Were you… watching the house?
Did he bring her here? I’ll kill him…
He had to bring her; she’s on suicide watch.
Get her out of here. Now.
Don’t give me orders, Max!
I’m here taking care of your mother! I’m spending time I do not have-
You can leave. I can handle it. You got the lawyer, Andrew is here. You can go.
No. I used my good name to get us a lawyer. I’m not gonna turn him over to your indie-rock boy-toy.
He’s my husband, Max. (After a beat.) And that is… permanent.
Why are you looking at me like you’re breaking up with me?
Max, stuff is gonna have to change with us.
What “stuff”?
Andrew and I just made an agreement. He can’t be alone with Becky, and I can’t be alone with you…
What?!
It’s not appropriate for us to be emotionally intimate when I’m married to Andrew.
Emotionally intimate? According to you, I’m not capable of that.
We can talk on the phone, but… we can’t be alone, it just gets too blurry.
This Is because of Becky.
Not entirely--
It is. God, I ******* hate that woman. She’s a nutcase, so our relationship has to change?
Yes.
How? How does a twenty-five-year friendship change because of her?
Up until this… I had doubts. I thought maybe we should be together. But now I don’t have them. Doubts.
If you don’t have doubts, then why are we blurry? (off her silence.) I’ll rephrase the question. What are your “Doubts” about me?
(Careful.) You have always had the ability to tune out other people’s pain when it inconvenicences you.
Excuse me?
Not mine. You have always been there for me and for my parents. I’m talking about other people… Iraq is not your problem, Becky is not your problem…
That’s right. They’re not. And I make no apologies. Unless you’re Gandhi or Jesus, you have alimited sphere of responsibility. You have a plot of land and the definition of a moral life is tending that plot of land--
You need new material. I’ve heard the “plot of land” speech.
Becky Shaw is not my plot of land! You are. And I tend my plot. I will always tend my plot.
You make me sound like an obligation. Am I more than that to you?
Yes! If I didn’t want you on my plot, I would rip you out and compost you. I want you on my plot (After a beat.) Bring Becky in here and I’ll apologize. We’ll put this behind us.
It’s not that simple
I will apologize! I will pay her damages, whatever you need. I want her erased from our lives.
This is exactly what I’m talking about, Max! You erase people. That’s wrong.
Give me another example. Aside from the war and Becky, how do I “erase” people?
You watch pornography.
What? You watch it, too!
But I feel guilty when I watch it! You don’t.
Are you ******* kidding me? I’m gonna lose you because I don’t feel guilty when I watch porn?
Pornography makes Andrew cry.
That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.
I don’t think it is.
Does pornography make you cry?
No, but it should and I wish it did.
This is completely insane.
Why don’t you go back to Boston, and we’ll talk in a few days.
I can’t I’m busy.
Max--
I have a very full schedule between… laughing and rape videos and sneering at the troops.
That isn’t fair.
No. This. This. Isn’t fair. Anything else you want to say, you better say now. (He could cut her off and she knows it. The time is now if there’s anything left to say.)
Today is Saturday, right? It’s the third?
(Totally perplexed, but he checks his cell phone…) I don’t *******… Yeah, it’s the third. You need anything else before you wash your hands of me? You want the weather? Stock quotes? Horoscope?
I don’t want to wash my hands of you.
You just did.
(End Scene)