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Mrs. Robinson :
Is there an ashtray in here?
Ben : No.
Mrs. Robinson : Oh yes I forgot. The track star
doesn't smoke. Is it a girl?
Ben : Is what a girl?
Mrs. Robinson : Whatever it is that's upseting you.
Ben : Oh no. I'm just
... sort of disturbed about things.
Mrs. Robinson : In
general.
Ben : That's right.
Mrs. Robinson : Well, congratulations!
Ben : Thank you.
Mrs. Robinson : Oh, Benjamin, I want to ask you
something.
Ben : What?
Mrs. Robinson : Will you take me home?
Ben : What?
Mrs. Robinson : My husband took the car. Will you
drive me home?
Ben : Here you are, you take it (a set of car keys).
You know how to work a foreign shift? (Mrs.
Robinson shakes her head.)You don't?
Mrs. Robinson : No.
Ben : Let's go.
Mrs. Robinson : What do you drink? Bourbon?
Ben : Look, Mrs. Robinson, I drove you home. I was
glad to do it. But I have
some things on my mind. Can you
understand that?
Mrs. Robinson : Yes.
Ben : All right.
Mrs. Robinson : What do you drink? Benjamin I'm sorry
to be this way, but I don't want to be left alone in this
house.
Ben : Why not?
Mrs. Robinson : Please wait till my husband gets home.
Ben : When is he coming back?
Mrs. Robinson : I don't know. Drink?
Ben : No. Are you always this much afraid of being
alone?
Mrs. Robinson : Yes.
Ben : Well, why can't you just lock the doors and go
to bed?
Mrs. Robinson : I'm very neurotic. May I ask you a
question? What do you think of me?
Ben : What do you mean?
Mrs. Robinson : You've known me nearly all
your life. You must've formed some opinion of me.
Ben : Well I've always thought that you were a very nice
person.
Mrs. Robinson : Did you know I was an alcoholic?
Ben : What?
Mrs. Robinson : Did you know that?
Ben : Look I think I should be going.
Mrs. Robinson : Sit down, Benjamin.
Ben : Mrs. Robinson, if you don't mind my saying so.
This conversation is getting a little strange. Now I'm
sure that Mr. Robinson will be here any minute now and -
Mrs. Robinson : No.
Ben : What?
Mrs. Robinson : My husband will be back quite late. He
should be gone for several hours.
Ben : Oh my God.
Mrs. Robinson : Pardon?
Ben : Oh no, Mrs. Robinson, oh no.
Mrs. Robinson : What's wrong?
Ben : Mrs. Robinson, you didn't - I mean you didn't
expect -
Mrs. Robinson : What?
Ben : I mean - you didn't really think that I would do
something like that.
Mrs. Robinson : Like what?
Ben : What do you think?
Mrs. Robinson : Well I don't know.
Ben : For God's sake, Mrs. Robinson, here we are,
you've got me into your house. You give me a drink. You
put on music, now you start opening up your personal
life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for
hours.
Mrs. Robinson : So?
Ben : Mrs. Robinson, you are trying to seduce
me.
Aren't you?
Mrs. Robinson : Well no. I hadn't thought of it. I feel
very flattered.
Ben : Mrs. Robinson, will you forgive me for what I
just said?
Mrs. Robinson : It's all right.
Ben : It's not all right. It's the worst thing I've
ever said to anyone.
Mrs. Robinson : Sit down.
Ben : Please forgive me. Because I like you. I don't
think of you that way. But
I'm mixed up.
Mrs. Robinson : That's all right. Now finish your
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