“Dont say that.... You really dont believe it. I dont kid myself as much as you think I do.”
“No but it’s so.”
“It used to be before I met Stan, before I loved him.... You see I was a crazy little stagestruck kid who got launched out in a lot of things I didnt understand before I had time to learn anything about life.... Married at eighteen and divorced at twentytwo’s a pretty good record.... But Stan was so wonderful....”
“I know.”
“Without ever saying anything he made me feel there were other things ... unbelievable things....”
“God I resent his craziness though.... It’s such a waste.”
“I cant talk about it.”
“Let’s not.”
“Jimmy you’re the only person left I can really talk to.”
“Dont want to trust me. I might go berserk on you too some day.”