Act V, Scene 2
Alaina: I think it's the cold air. It was all of a sudden. I took a breath in and then I was just coughing and coughing.
Mary: I know. [She glances at the two barely-functional space heaters in the living room]. I feel like we're going to be cold for the next four months.
Alaina: Uh huh.
Mary: The other day was the worst, when the water wouldn't get quite hot in the shower.
Alaina: I know. We could start going to the hamam once a week.
Mary: Actually, that's a good idea. Then we could just take maintenance showers once or twice a week. My hair is so gross. I haven't washed it for a long time.
Alaina: It doesn't look that bad.
A few minutes later.
Alaina: OK, when I said it didn't look that bad, it's because I looked over and I thought, "It looks fine. It looks like Mary just wetted it down." You didn't wet it down, did you?
Mary: No. It's that oily.
Alaina: Eww.
Mary: I know.
Scene 3
The next day. Mary comes in the front door and goes directly to the kitchen, where she turns a knob on a gas-powered water heater. The flame takes.
Mary: OK, man, it's time for a super overdue shower!
Alaina: Have fun. [She is reading an Arabic magazine in the living room].
A minute passes. We hear the shower running. Suddenly, the water stops.
Mary: Alaina, are you using the water?!
Alaina: What?!
Mary: Are you using the water?! It's getting cold!
Alaina: No!
Mary: Fuck my life--I'm going to kill someone if I can't take a hot shower right now! I'm covered in shampoo!
Alaina: Umm...I think we're low on gas. Yeah, the flame doesn't look right.
[We hear the tap turn back on in the bathroom].
Mary: Now it's freezing!
Alaina: Yeah, we're outta gas.
Silence.
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