At this point in the play, Josie and Jim are alone on the farm. She
Start: Josie: You’ll be taking a train back to your dear old Broadway tomorrow night, won’t you?
End: Jim: I came here asking for love--just for this one night, because I thought you loved me. Nuts. To hell with it.
O’Neill, Eugene. A Moon for the Misbegotten, Yale University Press, 1945, pp. 110-119.
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