(A hallway at school.)
ALISON
No, I’m just really sorry.
JEREMY
(irritated) Thanks.
ALISON
I can’t imagine what you’re – I mean, if my mom…
JEREMY
Yeah.
ALISON
Yeah. So, ya know…I’m sorry.
JEREMY
They’re making me go to a therapist.
ALISON
Really?
JEREMY
Yeah.
ALISON
How do you like it?
JEREMY
Well, it’s me and my dad, so it’s kinda exactly like being at home except we’re in an office and there’s a doctor there trying to make us talk. (a small smile)
ALISON
What?
JEREMY
But we don’t.
ALISON
You don’t talk?
JEREMY
Nope. We just sit there. (bigger smile)
ALISON
Why?
JEREMY
(dimmer smile) Because. It’s not her business.
ALISON
Um, Jeremy? Your mom jumped off a pier and never came up for air. I think it’s her business.
JEREMY
It’s private –
ALISON
It’s private except with a therapist. “Not her business?” What do you think her business is? I love therapy.
JEREMY
What?
ALISON
Oh, yeah. I’ve been going for four years.
JEREMY
Oh, since –
ALISON
Yeah, since I was doing all the hair-pulling.
JEREMY
You look good now.
ALISON
Yeah, I don’t do it anymore. Thanks to my therapist. Duh.
JEREMY
So why do you still go?
ALISON
I’m a very complicated young woman, Jeremy, there’s a lot to sort out. And it’s easier for my parents this way. They don’t have to know too much. Ya know?
