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MICHAEL. Are you crying? JENIFER. No. MICHAEL. Jen?

Are you all right? JENIFER. Yes. MICHAEL. What's wrong? JENIFER.
Emma threw up twice last week. MICHAEL. I know. JENIFER. And I'm
sitting out here in a fucking bikini. Oh, shit. MICHAEL. I don't want
to sound perceptive, I'm sorry, but it seems to me that you've got
some major anxiety going on here. JENIFER. Okay, let's change the
subject. I want to change the subject. MICHAEL. Kids throw up.
JENIFER. I don't understand why people don't listen to me. I said I
want to change the subject. MICHAEL. I'm listening to you, I just -
JENIFER. I mean, if I want to be an actress you should just Tie ir that,
MICHAEL. You seem like you're in pain, so I'm trying to help.
JENIFER. God, I hate when you play doctor. MICHAEL. Look, if
you want to be an actress, fine, go be an
actress. |
JENIFER. I don't want to be an actress. I hate acting. I've
always hated acting. It fills me with nothing but self-loathing. There, I
said it. And you know, you do your affirmations, you know, your
prayers that you'll be like, you know, so lilled with self-love, that all that
won't matter. What am I saying? The whole thing's a joke. You know
why I don't want to act? And don't tell Jonathan this. I've never told
anybody this. I started to stutter. On stage. Can you believe that?
Honestly. I would get to a word in the script, and when I came to it, I
wouldn't be able to say it. I would freeze. Every time I would get to it. I
couldn't get it out. MICHAEL. You started to stutter? JENIFER. I get
fixated on a word. Last time, I was playing the blind Mexican flower
vendor in Streetcar Named Desire. Don't ask me why. And all I had to do
was say, "Flores para los muertos.”
There, I said it now. "Flores para los muertos. "I had nothing
else to say, just that. I sat around waiting all night. "Flores para los
muertos. * "Flores para los muertos. " I couldn't say it. Now I can say
JENIFER.
it. It's pathetic. MICHAEL. What couldn't you say?
Muertos. I couldn't say, Muertos. It wouldn't come out. I ended
up saying, "Hores para los dead people.' Blanche DuBois accused
me of sabotaging her performance. us MICHAEL. Well, fuck her.
You adapted under difficult circum stances. What did she want
you to do? Not say anything? JENIFER. She wanted me to say
the line right. That's what I was not getting paid to do. And Jonathan
made me feel so ... You know, why don't I just leave him? I really should
just leave him. (Beat.) Michael? MICHAEL. What do you want me to say?
You should have just married ine. That's your problem. I would have taken
much better care of you. JENIFER. You didn't want me. MICHAEL. I
wanted you. I was just young and stupid. And gay. JENIFER. You're so
sweet, you know that? Gary's going to remember that, and come
running home. MICHAEL. Mm, mm. JENIFER, I guarantee in five
weeks they won't even be talking. The guy's a jerk. He's a
cipher. What's his name again? MICHAEL. Gary. JENIFER. I
know Gary, stupid head. I'm talking about the other guy. MICHAEL. His
name's Gary. I told you this. JENIFER. His name's Gary? MICHAEL. Yes.
JENIFER. His name's Gary, loo? Well, that's ridiculous. It won't last five
minutes. MICHAEL. He's everything Gary ever wanted. From all
accounts Gary, his Gary, hereinafter referred to as Gary two, is not
very smart, and apparently looks like Italian furniture. And the
great thing is he's totally discreet. Nobody has to really be gay.
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