I Wonder If You Wonder (HUM415)

 

 Phyllis stops in her walk.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         You're a smart insurance man, aren't 
                         you, Mr. Neff?

                                     NEFF
                         I've had eleven years of it.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         Doing pretty well?

                                     NEFF
                         It's a living.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         You handle just automobile insurance, 
                         or all kinds?

               She sits down again, in the same position as before.

                                     NEFF
                         All kinds. Fire, earthquake, theft, 
                         public liability, group insurance, 
                         industrial stuff and so on right 
                         down the line.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         Accident insurance?

                                     NEFF
                         Accident insurance? Sure, Mrs. 
                         Dietrichson.

               His eyes fall on the anklet again.

                                     NEFF
                         I wish you'd tell me what's engraved 
                         on that anklet.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         Just my name.

                                     NEFF
                         As for instance?

                                     PHYLLIS
                         Phyllis.

                                     NEFF
                         Phyllis. I think I like that.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         But you're not sure?

                                     NEFF
                         I'd have to drive it around the block 
                         a couple of times.

                                     PHYLLIS
                              (Standing up again)
                         Mr. Neff, why don't you drop by 
                         tomorrow evening about eight-thirty. 
                         He'll be in then.

                                     NEFF
                         Who?

                                     PHYLLIS
                         My husband. You were anxious to talk 
                         to him weren't you?

                                     NEFF
                         Sure, only I'm getting over it a 
                         little. If you know what I mean.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         There's a speed limit in this state, 
                         Mr. Neff. Forty-five miles an hour.

                                     NEFF
                         How fast was I going, officer?

                                     PHYLLIS
                         I'd say about ninety.

                                     NEFF
                         Suppose you get down off your 
                         motorcycle and give me a ticket.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         Suppose I let you off with a warning 
                         this time.

                                     NEFF
                         Suppose it doesn't take.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         Suppose I have to whack you over the 
                         knuckles.

                                     NEFF
                         Suppose I bust out crying and put my 
                         head on your shoulder.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         Suppose you try putting it on my 
                         husband's shoulder.

                                     NEFF
                         That tears it.

               Neff takes his hat and briefcase.

                                     NEFF
                         Eight-thirty tomorrow evening then, 
                         Mrs. Dietrichson.

                                     PHYLLIS
                         That's what I suggested.

               They both move toward the archway.

               A-27 HALLWAY - PHYLLIS AND NEFF GOING TOWARDS THE ENTRANCE 
               DOOR

                                     NEFF
                         Will you be here, too?

                                     PHYLLIS
                         I guess so. I usually am.

                                     NEFF
                         Same chair, same perfume, same anklet?

                                     PHYLLIS
                              (Opening the door)
                          I wonder if I know what you mean.

                                     NEFF
                         I wonder if you wonder.

               He walks out.

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