Scene II: Schrödinger
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Lisa: When the baby comes, can we put the crib right here?
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Maria: Have you thought about baby names?
Lisa: If it’s a girl, I was thinking . . . Jennifer Lopez.
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Maria: If he’s a boy?
Lisa: Um . . .
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Maria: It must be hard to think about, because you were hurt.
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But you’re safe now, honey.
No one’s ever gonna touch you again, no ma’am.
Lisa: Mom, listen . . .
Maria: Yes, honey, yes: I’m listening.
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Lisa: Uh . . . never mind.
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Jude enters with an empty cat carrier.
Lisa: What?
Jude: I-I . . . I forgot the cat—
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At the motel.
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I forgot the cat.
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Lisa: You lost the cat.
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Jude: I let her out for some air and this girl started talking to me.
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Maria: What girl?
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Jude: (to Maria) Then you called . . .
I forgot to bring her back.
Maria: Who did you talk to?
Lisa: You lost our cat?
Jude: Oh no oh no oh no . . .
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Maria: Baby, focus.
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Jude: Can we go back?
Maria: No, that motel is—
Did they seem like they knew you?
Jude: You know, she did.
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Maria: Did you tell her your name?
Jude: I said Jude.
I didn’t say my last name.
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Lisa: Idiot.
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Maria: What else did you say?
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Jude: Just that our old life wasn’t fair; so we’re looking for a new one.
Like you said.
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Maria: Like I said . . .
I said “don’t talk to anyone.”
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Remember.
Don’t talk to anyone.
Don’t talk in front of anyone.
And if someone talks to you first—
Jude: Tell them I don’t speak English.
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Lisa: You weeping colon.
Jude: Wart sucker.
Lisa: Facial cyst.
Jude: Goat molester.
Lisa: Sexual deviant.
Jude: Depraved swine.
Lisa: Dingle...