(Enter NOMI.)
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NOMI. | J.D.?
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JD. | Nomi... What are you doing here?
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NOMI. | This is my house.
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JD. | I know that.
But not when I'm here.
You're always outside. Or you've gone to the store.
We're never here together. Not at the same time.
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NOMI. | Why not?
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JD. | Because I'm not ready to have this conversation.
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NOMI. | That makes two of us.
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JD. | You have to go.
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NOMI. | I live here.
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JD. | Only because I imagine you living here. Nobody knows where you are, really.
This could be a slum in downtown Sydney, for all we know.
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NOMI. | Very bohemian of me.
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JD. | Look, you can come back when my mind is on other things. I need the space.
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NOMI. | What do you think this is, a time share? I'm not an imaginary person, J.D. You didn't make me up. I'm real, remember?
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JD. | You may have been real when you left me. But now this is all I have.
And you're not going to ruin it.
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DJIMON. | (offstage) Nomi!
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JD. | Who's that?
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NOMI. | You have to go.
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JD. | Is that him? Is that the guy?
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NOMI. | That's my husband.
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JD. | What's he doing here?
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NOMI. | Don't act so surprised. You knew I was married. I sent you an invitation.
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JD. | Your mother sent it to me.
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NOMI. | It's the thought that counts.
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JD. | Tell him to go away.
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NOMI. | He lives here, J.D.
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JD. | I told you, neither of you live here.
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NOMI. | And you're not even in this country.
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JD. | And whose fault is that?
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NOMI. | Don't do this to me.
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JD. | You're not the victim here.
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NOMI. | I don't have time for this. You have to leave.
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JD. | What's with the box?
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NOMI. | I'm putting you behind me.
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JD. | It doesn't seem to be working.
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DJIMON. | (offstage) Nomi?
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JD. | And what is he doing here?
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NOMI. | It's his house.
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JD. | It's your house. The way I imagine it, and he's not in the picture.
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NOMI. | So you imagine me single?
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JD. | No, but he's supposed to be out walking the dingo, or something.
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NOMI. | So you see my life as just an empty room for you to play in? That's a marvelous scenario you've concocted for yourself, but you're the one who's not in this picture, J.D. And you've just got too much of a God-complex to notice.
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JD. | If he comes in here, there'll be hell to pay. And if that makes me God, then feel free to pray.
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NOMI. | You're impossible.
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JD. | I'm unavoidable.
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