
Int: The Gastronomy Institute, treatment room.
MARCIA is lying on an observation sofa. She is semi-catatonic, but her eyes are open. Her expression is tormented, lost. Streaks of mascara from her red eyes all the way to the floor – that is how much she has been crying. DR. ADAMSON is sitting in a chair by the desk. He is holding a large double scotch and cradling his tired head in his free hand.
DR. ADAMSON
Oy vey. Another week, another complete disaster. Will all our schemes be undone again?
MARCIA
Aaah… Gord loveeee phah…
DR. ADAMSON
I sure wish you weren’t so heartbroken and catatonic, MAR. You make even worse company than usual. Ah, women….

