Jack Lucas:
[as Anne sits on his lap]
So much has happened that I think it would be a good thing for both of us if we slowed down a little.
Anne Napolitano:
[confused]
Slowed down? Where have I been? Have we been going fast here?
Jack Lucas:
Come on, Anne. Now, look, this has been a real, real difficult time for me this past year or so.
Anne Napolitano:
Yeah?
Jack Lucas:
And, uh, you know, I feel like I'm above water for the first time. I feel like I know a lot more now and I don't want to make any more mistakes.
Anne Napolitano:
So?
Jack Lucas:
I think I need time to... make the right choices. To, uh...
Anne Napolitano:
W-wait, wait, wait. I'm lost here. What are you saying?
Jack Lucas:
I think maybe I should be alone for a while.
[Anne slowly turns her head, rolls her eyes and gets off him to sit on another chair to face him, Jack tries to keep holding her hand but can only latch onto a finger]
Jack Lucas:
You know, now that I know more, you know, I-I feel that, uh, I should focus on my career, now that I can - now that everything's taken care of. You know, Parry's, uh...
Anne Napolitano:
[interrupts]
All right, first of all, first of all, let me just say one thing, okay? You don't know shit. Okay? Secondly, as far as we go, what have we been doing here except time? Have I - have I ever pressured you? Once? Ever?
Jack Lucas:
[partly ashamed]
No.
Anne Napolitano:
No. So what time do you need, baby?
[Jack picks up a cassette case to dawdle with it, Anne grabs it, puts it down and takes his hands]
Anne Napolitano:
I love you. You love me. You want to get your career going? I think that's the greatest thing in the world. I wanna be there...
[Jack tries to pull one hand away and gets scratched by one of her nails in the process]
Anne Napolitano:
I'm sorry. I wanna be there when it happens. So wh-what do you need time to figure out? Huh?
[Jack says nothing]
Anne Napolitano:
All right, l-let - let me just ask you one thing. Do you love me?
Jack Lucas:
[holds her hand tighter]
I don't know.
Anne Napolitano:
[laughs, pulls herself away from him completely]
You can't even give me that, can you? Jesus, Jack! What were you planning to do here? Were you planning on just packing up your things, walking out the door and dropping me a note when you meet somebody new?
Jack Lucas:
I had no idea what I was planning to do. I just said I need time.
Anne Napolitano:
[outraged]
Bullshit! If you're gonna hurt me, hurt me now, not some long, drawn-out hurt that takes months of my life because you don't have the balls!
Jack Lucas:
Okay, I'll pack my stuff tonight.
[gets up and walks away]
Anne Napolitano:
[beginning to cry]
Um, what have you been doing here? Could you just tell me that? What have you been doing here?
Jack Lucas:
Look, we both got something out of this, okay?
Anne Napolitano:
[shouting, stands up and throws an object across the room]
WHAT DID I GET? WHAT DID *I GET*? What did I get I couldn't have gotten from anybody with no name any night of the week? Do you think your company is such a treat? Your moods, your pain, your problems? Do you think this has been entertaining for me?
Jack Lucas:
[yells back]
Well, then what do you want to stay with me for?
Anne Napolitano:
[whispers, crying]
Because I love you.
[she attacks him in a fit of rage which Jack gently and peacefully restrains and holds her as she breaks down sobbing, then pulls herself away from him again]
Anne Napolitano:
No, no, stop it. Stop it. Don't. Don't. No. You don't get to be nice! I'm not gonna play some stupid game with you where we act like we're friends so you have - so you get to walk out that door feeling good about yourself. I'm not a modern woman. If this is over, let's just - let's just call it over.
