No Words of Wisdom
"Don't leave the door open, the snow will blow in."
"Sorry. I'm just wondering what's going on."
"Close the door, and you'll find out."
"There you go, it's shut. Is it okay if I take my coat and hat off?"
"Whatever you want."
"You're being so hostile. And that look on your face ..."
"Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't know why that is."
"I've never seen you so ... angry?"
"Tell me you don't know why!"
"No, it's more like wounded."
"Tell me!"
"Don't yell at me. I have no idea what's going on."
"Who drove you home tonight?"
"Drove me home? Marcia. I told you we were going to the movies."
"And if I smelled your clothes, it would be her perfume?"
"Perfume? What's gotten into you?"
"Not cologne?"
"You think ..."
"Well?"
"I'm not going to even dignify that with a response."
"Tell me. I see what's going on. Three nights out this week. Movies and drinks, you tell me."
"Yeah, I tell you. I fucking tell you. I'm entitled to go out and have some fun. Me and the girls. End of story."
"Not that guy from marketing you're always telling me about?"
"You watch your mouth, mister. Ow! Why you little ..."
"Look, baby, you had that coming. I just get jealous, is all. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. No, don't get your coat. I'm sorry."
"Sorry as hell. If you think I'm gonna stay here and take that, you are sorely misguided."
"Baby, wait, please ..."
"Like hell I will. And, yes, I think I will slam the door shut as I walk out. Have a great night, asshole."