I Don’t Understand

THOMSON

Let me take your picture

EMILY

Is that a camera

THOMSON

Yes it is

And when I light the powder

EMILY

Ah How long does it take

THOMSON

Well are you very good at sitting still

EMILY

Why do you ask

THOMSON

For if you're not then

We'll have to clamp your head in place

EMILY

You really do that

THOMSON

You'd be surprised how often

EMILY

I've had enough of clamps

THOMSON

I don't understand

EMILY

He doesn't does he

THOMSON

What are all these bruises

EMILY

Does he know where he is

THOMSON

These lacerations

May I look

EMILY

What's all this for

THOMSON

Why is she here

She doesn't seem to be insane at all

Would you allow me to place these flowers in your hair

EMILY

He seems so nervous

THOMSON

Pardon me

EMILY

He's very pretty

THOMSON

There now

Better then by far

EMILY

Should we hide the scar

THOMSON

No The scar is beautiful

It's like a heart

EMILY

I'm like Ophelia once again

Is it ever over Will it never end

What accounts for this morbid fascination with this suicidal girl

Pretend you're drowning moan and sigh

Only thing you're not told is the reason why

This obsession is madness at its most perverse

My god what in the world could be the purpose of this game

When every time it ends the same

Poor Shakespeare's turning in his grave

Still I must behave

Doctor's little slave

THOMSON

No No that's perfect

Don't move an inch That's far more real

I've never seen a face like hers

The world should look upon it

Well I suppose that's why they've brought me here

Miss I thank you

EMILY

I've done nothing

THOMSON

She's done more than she knows

EMILY

I haven't heard those words in years

The chaser's coming for me

THOMSON

Why must she be chained

I don't understand

EMILY

He doesn't does he