Robert Strong:
I don't understand how you can get involved in this.
Edward Strong:
Money. Can you understand that?
Robert Strong:
No.
Joanna Strong:
I'm going to finish packing.
[rises from couch, leaves to avoid this upcoming argument]
Edward Strong:
That's goddamn obvious!
Robert Strong:
Why is it obvious?
Edward Strong:
Because people who understand about money don't go around throwing $300 000 to a school of trout!
Robert Strong:
I knew what I was doing.
Edward Strong:
Did you now? Did you understand that you were getting me set up to have my head blown off?
Robert Strong:
No.
Edward Strong:
So then, what did you understand? You're turning my stomach. You don't have the faintest notion about what money's about.
Robert Strong:
I don't wanna talk about money.
Edward Strong:
How about sex?
[Deborah looks up uncomfortably]
Edward Strong:
Sex is easier, right? We could talk about sex all night, you and me. Not money though. Money makes you blush. You have more shame over a dollar bill than you do about your own penis. The real price of your blue jeans and your Simon & Garfunkel records are your father's balls. And the real price of your noble little fling to the mountains of Quebec... is gonna be my life.
Robert Strong:
I know all that. The point of all this is that you made a mess of your life.
Edward Strong:
No, baby. You made a mess of my life.
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