Tomas Ericsson, Pastor:
I don't want you. Did you hear that?
Märta Lundberg, Schoolteacher:
Yes. Of course, I did.
Tomas Ericsson, Pastor:
I'm tired of your loving care. Your fussing. Your good advice. Your candlesticks and table runners. I'm fed up with your shortsightedness. Your clumsy hands. Your anxiousness. Your timid displays of affection. You force me to occupy myself with your physical condition. Your poor digestion. Your rashes. Your periods. Your frostbitten cheeks. Once and for all I have to escape this junkyard of idiotic trivialities. I'm sick and tired of it all, of everything to do with you.
Märta Lundberg, Schoolteacher:
Why didn't you tell me this before?
Tomas Ericsson, Pastor:
Because of my upbringing. I was taught to regard women as beings of a higher order. Admirable creatures, unassailable martyrs.
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