[Trish has just tried to kill herself; Rita goes to visit her in hospital]
Rita:
Why?
Trish:
Darling, why not?
Rita:
Oh, Trish, don't. Come on, it's all right, don't cry. You're still here.
Trish:
That's why I'm crying - it didn't work. It didn't bloody work.
Rita:
Trish. Look, you didn't really mean to kill yourself. You were just...
Trish:
Just what, darling? Poor Susan. You think you've got everything, don't you?
Rita:
Trish, you have.
Trish:
Oh yes. When I listen to poetry and music, then I can live. You see, darling, the rest of the time it's just me. And that's not enough.
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