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Unformatted text preview: lovingly ) Look, if you want to cheat on me, you can. GIRL FRIEND. That’s just what I mean – you’re son god-damned wishy-washy. Can’t you take a stand? I hate being able to walk all over you. It’s just not going to work. YOUNGER SON. Okay, okay. Relax. GIRL FRIEND. Besides which, I have a confession to make that’s very embarassing and is really going to turn you off. YOUNGER SON. Try me. GIRL FRIEND. I have crabs. (YOUNGER SON stops dead.) I picked them up at the clinic somehow. YOUNGER SON. ( At a loss for words ) …that’s too bad. GIRL FRIEND. That’s too bad? That’s all you can say? Don’t you ever express anger? YOUNGER SON. What is it with you anyway? GIRL FRIEND. I think it’s important that we be able to tell each other everything – without being uptight. YOUNGER SON. Tell me anything. I’m not uptight....
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- Fall '08
- Interpersonal relationship, 2006 singles, younger son, girl friend, James Lapine