[Giselle has been secretly seeing a married psychologist]
Betty Warren:
Does he pay you for sex? I mean, at the rate you're going, you could make a fortune.
Joan Brandwyn:
Betty!
Betty Warren:
Everyone thinks so. Do you know what they say? They say you're a whore. And pretty soon, once they've all sampled you, they'll toss you aside like a used rag.
Joan Brandwyn:
Betty, stop! Now!
Betty Warren:
The men you love don't even want you! Your father doesn't want you!
Giselle Levy:
[to Connie]
I'm gonna meet you downstairs.
Betty Warren:
Professor Dunbar?
Connie Baker:
Betty, that's enough!
Betty Warren:
Everyone knows that you hide outside his house! It must be torturous running after a man who doesn't even care about you. Who's in love with someone else. Who hates you!
Giselle Levy:
Betty...
Betty Warren:
He *hates* you!
[Giselle pulls Betty into a hug]
Betty Warren:
Get off of me!
[Betty struggles, but gives in a sobs on Giselle's shoulder]
Betty Warren:
[about her husband]
He doesn't want me!
Giselle Levy:
[sympathetically]
I know...
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