CASSIE... Do I look all right?
GLENN... Yes. Fine.
CASSIE... I feel so frumpy.
GLENN... God, no. You look beautiful.
CASSIE... My hair isn't right, is it? I saw you looking at it in the car.
GLENN... No. I wasn't.
CASSIE... What were you looking at then?
GLENN... The road, I suppose.
CASSIE... I can always tell when you hate what I'm wearing.
GLENN... I love that dress. I always have.
CASSIE... This is the first time I've worn it.
GLENN... I always have admired your taste is what I meant.
CASSIE... It's so hard to please you sometimes.
GLENN... What did I say?
CASSIE... It's what you don't say that really drives me crazy.
GLENN... What I don't say?... How can it drive you crazy if I don't say it?
CASSIE... I don't know. It's that looks that you give me.
GLENN... I wasn't giving you any looks.
CASSIE... You look at me all the time.
GLENN... Because you're always asking me to look at you.
CASSIE... It would be nice if I didn't have to ask you, wouldn't it?
GLENN... It would be nice if you diddn't need me to look, which would make it unnecessary to ask.
CASSIE... I can't ever get any support from you. You've got all the time in the world for everything and everybody else, but I've got to draw blood to get your attention when I walk in a room.
GLENN... We walked in the room together. It was already done. Cassie, please don't start. We're forty-five minutes late as it is. I don't want to riun this night for Charley and Myra.
CASSIE... We're forty-five minutes late because you scowled at every dress I tried on.
GLENN... I didn't scowl, I smiled. You always think my smile looks like a scowl. You think my grin looks like a frown, and my frown looks like a yawn.
CASSIE... Don't sneer at me.
GLENN... It wasn't a sneer. It was a peeve.
CASSIE... God, this conversation is so banal. I can't believe any of the things I'm saying. We sound like some fucking TV couple.
GLENN... Oh, now we're going to get into language, right?
CASSIE... No, Mr.Perfect, I will not get into any language. I don't want to risk a scowl, a frown, a yawn, a peeve or a sneer. God forbide I should show a human imperfection, I'd wake up with divorce papers in my hand.
GLENN... What is this thing latly with divorce? Where does that come from? I don't look at you sometimes because I'm afraid you're thinking you don't like the way I'm looking at you.
CASSIE... I don't know what the hell you want from me, Glenn. I really don't.
GLENN... I don't want anything from you. I mean I would like it to be the way we were before we got to be the way we are.
CASSIE... God, you suffocate me sometimes... I want to go home.
GLENN... Go home? We just got here. We haven't even seen anyone yet.
CASSIE... I don't know how I'm going to get through this night. They all know what's going on. They're your friends. Jesus, and you expect me to behave like nothing is happeneing.
GLENN... Nothing is happening. What are you talking about?
CASSIE... Don't you fucking lie to me. The goddamn city knows about you and your cheap little chippy bimbo
GLENN... Will you keep it down. Nothing is going on. You're blowing this up out of proportions. I hardly know the woman. She's on the Democratic Fund Raising Cammittoo. I met her and her husbad at two cocktail parties, for God sakes.
CASSIE... Two cocktail parties, heh?
GLENN... Yes! Two cocktail parties.
CASSIE... Do you think I'm stupid?
GLENN... No.
CASSIE... Do you think I'm blind?
GLENN... No.
CASSIE... You think I don't know what's been going on?
GLENN... Yes, because you don't.
CASSIE... I'm going to tell you something, Glenn. Are you listening?
GLENN... Don't you see my ears perking up?
CASSIE... I've known about you and Carol Newman for a year now.
GLENN... Amazing, since I only met her four months ago. Now I'm asking you to please lower your voice. That butler must be listening to everything.
CASSIE... You think I care about a butler and a bleeding cook? My friends know about your bimbo, what do I care about domestic help.
GLENN... I don't know what's gotten into you, Cassie. Do my political ambitions bother you? Are you threatened somehow because I'm running for the Senate?
CASSIE... State Senate! STATE SENATE! Don't make it sound like we're going to Washingtion. We're going to Albany. Twenty-three degree below zero in the middle of winter Albany. You're not Time's Man of the Year yet, you understand, honey?
GLENN... Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!
CASSIE... What was that?
GLENN... Oh-boy, oh-boy, oh-boy!
CASSIE... Oh, like I'm behaving badly, right? I'm the shrew witch wife who's giving you such a hard time. I'll tell you something, Mr. State Senator. I'm not the only one who knows what's going on. People are talking, kiddo. Trust me.
GLENN...What do you mean? You haven't said anything to anyone, have you?
CASSIE... Oh, is that what you're worried about? Your reputation? Your career? You place in American history? You know what your place in American history will be?... A commemorative stamp of you and the bimbo in a motel together.
GLENN... You are so hyper tonight, Cassie. You're out of control. You've been rubbing your quartz crystal again, haven't you? I told you to throw those damn crystals away. They're dangerous. They're like pertrified cocain.
...Don't take it out, Cassie. Don't rub your crystal at the party. It makes you crazy.
...Put that away. I don't want my friends to see what your doing.
CASSIE... Fine. Don't let my friends see what you're doing