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: Susan! My God, we thought you were dead. Susan
: No, just in New Jersey.
: Susan! What are you doing? Susan
: I've got good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first? Gary
: You said you were going to leave! Susan
: All right, good news first. Roberta's not working with the greaseball. Gary
: My wife just got picked up on the lower east side escaping from her gun-toting pimp. Susan
: He's not a pimp. Problem is, he's probably going to try to kill her because he thinks she's me.
: Roberta kept a diary. Great stuff.
: "Couldn't sleep. Went into kitchen. Gary came in, turned on light. Gary left. Finished birthday cake." Pages of it. It's got to be a cover, nobody's life could be this boring! Gary
: You shouldn't be reading that, it's personal. Susan
: Yeah, well it's not about her, it's about me.
: "He's looking for Susan again. This is the fifth ad he's run. Why does he want to see her so badly? Who is she?" And here's my picture.
: I didn't know about all this. Susan
: Between you and me, how much do you really know about Roberta? Why didn't you tell me she read the personals? We could have settled this yesterday. Gary
: She read them all the time. I didn't think... Susan
: Yeah, well, fortunately for everyone, I'm here and I'm thinking.
: You were with this guy? Susan
: He was breathing when I left.
: Good goin' stranger!
: [answering Gary Glass's phone
] Glass house!