Skunk:
That still doesn’t tell me who you are, I mean you live on this estate, i- in
this mansion here, all this... but I still don’t have any idea how how... Who
are you really?
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name: I can’t tell you. Even if I did tell you you wouldn’t believe
it, even with all this, this house and everything. It’s all set up so I
can’t tell, it it’s not, it’s out of my hands. But you wouldn’t believe that I,
you’d think I
Skunk:
Okay then, you tell me, and I’ll tell you if I
believe your your... revelations.
Silence.
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name: Skunk, I’m the wife who wants her husband to bring her flowers and
cannot ask.
Pause.
Skunk:
What, what the hell does that mean?
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name: Well… oh forget it.
Skunk:
No. Don’t… Don’t start to say something and then
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name: Don’t you, don’t you get it? If the wife has to ask for the flowers,
when, when she receives them it’s the result of her husband feeling the, the obligation
to do what she wants. It’s a double-bind; she wants her husband to spontaneously
give her flowers, but he won’t, so she has to ask him to get her the flowers,
which means that when he does he’s only acting out of some sense of duty or
obligation, which… I mean, that completely negates the whole point of
how she wants to receive the flowers in the first place.
Sighing.
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name: Ideally she wants her husband to arrive home one night with the
flowers, without her having to ask. The minute she asks, or brings the subject
up at all, he feels duty-bound to buy her the flowers, but she doesn’t want him
buying her flowers out of any sense of obligation.
Pause.
Skunk:
And who am I in all of this?