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: All right. That's it, Abby. I want you to leave. Abby
: What, you're throwing me out of your own house? Gail Leery
: That's right. I will not tolorate your attitude anymore. Abby
: Mrs. Leery, what kind of journalist are you? Oh yeah, I forgot. The trashy kind that sleeps around! The happily married wife who cheats on her husband for no reason! No wonder all the women in this town say bad things about you behind your back!
: Remember, Dawson, no hat, no glove. Gail Leery
: No Mitch, honey, that's "no glove, no love." Mitch Leery
: Yeah, well, you get the point.
: Honey, fair and beauty pageants aren't exactly synonymous.
: So... why did you do it? Why did you cheat on me? Gail Leery
: Get ready, Mitch. If you think it can't get worse, it can. The reason why I was unfaithful is preposterous. I have no reason. I woke up one day a few months ago and I realized that my life was perfect. Everything I've ever wanted from the time I was six, has been realized. I've discovered that perfection obtained is a discomforting state. And I got restless. What do you do when everything in your life is right? When everything is just what you wanted it to be? I have the perfect home, career, the most gifted child, a husband who stimulates me mind, body, and soul every day of my life. I wanted for nothing. And I guess that made me feel empty not wanting. I just wanted to "want" again. Anything out of life. So, I set out to achieve it. And... oh boy, oh boy, did I succeed. But I want now, I want back everything I've lost. Mitch, I'm so sorry. Mitch Leery
: Shhh! Let's just sit here. I don't want to talk anymore.