So glad that such a handsome man would ever look my way. No name, just known by her one body part, which he had grown tired of. That's what he called her- the other twat. ANDERSEN: Do you know he cheated on his girlfriend with me? And he told me how understanding and nice I was, so much more understanding than her, the other twat in his life. LISA: We're done talking or whatever this is. Jacob says he froze being in the same room with you. LISA: What you know, lady, is that you've lost. ANDERSEN: He said, he said!! What about you? What do you say? You say nothing, is that it? His voice, never your voice. What women is honest, ever, with a man? Can you imagine the horror if we told them what we really feel, what we really think? He said you fooled him, that you weren't honest. He tired of you! He got tired of your whiny, bitchy ways. ANDERSON: Some day, it's going to be you here in my place, a name with nothing to it, looking at a young, stupid woman. ANDERSEN: What are you, twelve? Are you some twelve year old who believes everything a boy tells her? Everything? If you love me you'll do as I ask, as I demand with no giving back, with no giving back?!! LISA: He's a great guy! He said you'd act all crazy and spooky. They had given up their faces, their names.and now they were dead in that mist. And it took their faces and made them all the same. ANDERSEN: All these different, glorious women. LISA: You’re crazy.he never said you were crazy. With wide dark faces, narrow pale ones, and every sort of face in between. With kinky hair, with straight, with curly and short. I saw in my mirror many women.of all sizes, all shapes. ANDERSEN: Women who give up their identities.their souls.the secret sweetness of their hearts. LISA: Well maybe you should get out more. Jacob Andersen.a wife, a woman with no children, a woman who helps out in her church. ![]() ANDERSEN: Because I looked in the mirror one day. There are many nameless women behind you.many before you. So get on your broomstick and take a left turn. We met, we fought against it, we gave in because it’s right, it feels right. Got that? You want a confession? Here it is. LISA: Not from Jacob! I don’t have secrets from the man I love, the man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. Is that so hard? Can you face me and nfess how you love my husband? It’s hard, isn’t it. Giving him blow jobs parked on the side of the freeway is a secret.He tells me things, too, my dear. ANDERSEN: Fucking a married man in your car is a secret. Are you going to tell him of this meeting? I’m not. Here we are with pity in our hearts.all this pity and no place to put it away for good. It’s probably why you two just didn’t work out. I.I just tell you whatever and you go away? Just like a big puff of smoke? Surely.if you love him you won’t mind facing your enemy. I’ll be like an abortion in your lives.something that never happened, something that was scraped into a pail. Tell me everything.and we never have to talk again. Why would you give up your name? Why would you let him erase it from your head with his acid? His sweet.numbing acid.I’ll take care of you, I’ll take care of everything. Do you cheerlead for him now? Tell him he’s the best, the brightest, the bravest? I can see you doing it. Well.Lisa, is it? What a cheerleader sort of name. A bitch, a cunt, a twat.why is it always bitch that stings? Oh yes, that’s right- it implies I’m not as nice as I should be. Here we are.both picking out vegetables for the same man. Nice- you’re what every man wants a woman to be. Why don’t you? Why do you love him? He says you can’t find a job right now. Let’s throw rocks, let’s weep and say everything we actually think. Is that what this is about? He said you’d. I’m not a bad person.I didn’t want to fall in love but I did. And, by God and all his horny ’s an eye opener. It puts you to sleep, it allows you to overlook, not question, not care.and then, one day, you come to. I imagined running your through all sorts of industrial machines. And that right there should make you run screaming. LISA: I.I think you have me confused with. ANDERSON: Isn’t it a beautiful day? Not many left. ANDERSON: I know you're fucking my husband. LISA: I guess you have to get here early. ANDERSEN: They usually have such gorgeous cukes here. ![]() ANDERSEN: My.there’s not much left here today. Prices per dozen, per pound, etc, stuck here and there.
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