By the way … can we get together Tuesday night?
No, I don’t think so. I think that I have to skip next week.
May I ask why?
My husband … When I got home the other night he didn’t even want to talk to me. He didn’t – couldn’t even talk to me. He didn’t even look at me. After about a half an hour, he started – talking naturally, but even then …. And I couldn’t even look at him … not that I didn’t want to — I was just so … ashamed.
It’s not your problem. I’m not asking you to do anything about it.
I know — I’m not saying it because I’m guilty about it. I just feel badly for you.
[Quietly] – Thank you.
You know, I react to this on a couple of levels. The first is, generally, I’m very sorry that you’re going through this. The second I almost hesitate to say. It’s on the — functional level. We talked – identified ways….
I know –
… where we could be together without being so regular, predictable.
I know, I thought about that. But, well …
You don’t have to tick off a checklist ….
They’re just not good, for me.
I’m sorry, I know this is not the best time for you.
Miss Lilly: How’d I get mixed up with a shoe salesman from New Jersey who thinks that he’s a cowboy?
Running Water: Don’t you know what Bronco Billy’s Wild West Show means? It means you can be anything you want to be.