Prudence answers Bruce’s personals ad. Both are there as a part of
START: Prudence: Hello.
Prudence: (referring to a newspaper in her hand--The New York Review of Books): Are you the white male, thirty to thirty-five, 6’1”, blue eyes, who’s into rock music, movies, jogging, and quiet evenings at home?
Bruce: Yes, I am.
[... ... ...]
END: Prudence: You’re not rejecting me, buddy. I’m rejecting you. You’re a real first-class idiot.
Bruce: And you’re a castrating, frigid b*^&%!
(She throws a glass of water in his face; he throws water back in her face. They sit there for a moment, spent of anger, wet.)
Prudence: Absolutely nothing seems to get that waiter’s attention, does it?
(Bruce shakes his head no. They sit there, sadly.)
Durang, Christopher, “Beyond Therapy,” Christopher Durang Explains It All For You: 6 Plays, Grove Press, 1983, pp.
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