Joe:
[after his fake story about him and Marjorie to her roommates]
Jesus, I'm so sorry that this thing happened today. And I forgive you, Marjorie.
Marjorie:
[Marjorie flies into a rage and attacks Joe, seeing the sheath for his knife]
What is this? What is this?
Joe:
[Pat recoils in horror as Marjorie holds it up to his face]
I use it for work. I cut open boxes in the warehouse.
Marjorie:
[menacingly]
Cut boxes, huh?
[holds it closer to Joe's face]
Marjorie:
Cuts them good, huh? It's the kind of knife they use to gut a deer.
[She cuts the phone cord binding his hands and feet together, proving its sharpness]
Patricia:
[cautiously]
Wait.
Marjorie:
[turning on Joe with his own words]
Smile.
[Joe trembles]
Marjorie:
Smile. Nicer. Don't make your lips tight.
[slaps him hard]
Marjorie:
Did I hurt you?
[holds knife to his throat]
Joe:
[panicked]
Patty, make her stop!
Marjorie:
[menacing]
Now, kiss me. And tell me you want to make love.
Joe:
[frightened]
What?
Marjorie:
Say it.
[hissing]
Marjorie:
Say it.
[strikes him in the face]
Marjorie:
Say it.
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