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ANGELS IN AMERICA prior: Yes. We do. In stretch pants with lavender coifs. I jug looked at you, and there was |ARPER: A sort of blue streak of recognition, Harper: Deep inside part, entirely free paror: Is that... . That 5 (She vanishes.) prroR: People cot fand picks it up.) voice (It is an incredibly beautiful voice): Look up! 34 Mittenntum ApPRoacHEs mn (Looking up, not seeing anyone): Hello? A Vorce: Look up, look up) prepare the way the infinite descent A breath in air floating down Glory to .. (Silence.) prior: Hello? at it? Helloooo! Who the fuck... > (He holds himself) x me. Poor poor me. Why me? Why poor fon I don't feel good right now. I really dont. Scene 8 That night. Split scene: Harper and Joe at bome; Prior and Louis in Bed. Harper: Where were you? Jor: Out. HARPER: Where? 35 Avaets 1x America so: Just out. Thinking, Harpe: It’s late Jor: I had a lot to think about. arrer: I burned dinner, sor: Sorry. it back in the oven and turned everything up as high as { could go and I watched til it burned black. It’s still hot. Very hot. Want it? soe: You didn’t have to do that. uarrer: I know. Tt just seemed like the kind of thing ag). mentally deranged sex-starved pill-popping tosewie) would do. yor: Uh huh, Harper: Not my dinner. My dinner was fine. Your dinner. I put uniyoh HaRPER: So I did it. Who knows anymore what I have to snhebange* soe: How many pills? wanpen: A bunch, Don’t change the subject. soz: I won't talk to you when you anrer: No. No, Don't do that! I'm . . .'m fine, pills are not the problem, not our problem, I WANT TO KNOW WHERE YOU'VE BEEN! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON! soe: Going on with what? The job? HARPER: Not the job. sok: I said I need more time. arrer: Not the job! Jor: Mr. Cohn, I talked to him on the phone, he said I had to hurry . Harper: Not the . . jor: But I cantt get you to talk sensibly about anything so... warren: SHUT UP! Joe: Then what? 36 Mittenntum Approacues Harper: Stick to the subject. sor: I don't know what that is. You have something you want to ask me? Ask me. Go. nanper: I... cantt. I'm scared of you. soz: I'm tired, I'm going to bed. Hagrea: Tell me without making me ask. Please. soe: This is crazy, I'm not . agpeR: When you come through the door at night your face is never exactly the way I remembered it.I get surprised by something... mean and hard about the way you look. Even the weight of you in the bed at night, the way you breathe in your sleep seems unfamiliar. You terrify me. Jor (Cold): T know who you are. Harper: Yes, I'n the enemy. That's easy. That doesn’t change. You think you're the only one who hates sex; I do; I Inate it with you; Tdo. T dream that you barcer away at me till all my joints come apart, like wax, and I fall into pieces. Its like a punishment. It was wrong of me to marry you. I knew you... (She stops herself) It’s a sin, and it’s killing us both. Joe: I can always tell when you've taken pills because it makes you red-faced and sweaty and frankly that’s very often why I don't want to . Harper: Because .. Joz: Well, you arent pretty. Not like this. anver: I have something to ask you. sor: Then ASK! ASK! What in hell are you... arper: Are you a homo? (Pause) Are you? Ifyou try to walk out right now I'l put your dinner back in the oven and turn it up so high the whole Ancets Iv America Mittennium APPROACHES building will fill with smoke and everyone in it will as- phyxiate. So help me God I will. Now answer the question, jor: What if I some unsatisfying little decision—the balancing of the scales . : T like this; very zen; it’s ... reassuringly incompre~ (Small pause) Harper: Then tell me, please. And we'll see. sor: No. I'm not I don’t see what difference it makes. : Jews don't have any clear textual guide to the aft n that it exists. I don't think much about it. [ touts: Oh thanks. PRioR: If it's bad I'll tell yor ours: Shitting blood sounds| prior: And I'm telling you. touts: And I'm handling it PrroR: Tell me some more abs outs: I am handling it Tim trying to make a point: prior: Well Louis you wij You're too distracte ours: Not distracted; abst prior: Namely: hambers, weighing, books (Louis starts to er open, pondering ries: good, evi 4e judge in the cham- prior: I take it by. You aren't Trooper of thé\Month. working ‘he shaping of the law, 1 int, dear, the point

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