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MYRTLE
                                                                       (near tears)
                   How did I know he……

                                                                         WALLY

                                                           (interrupts, wheels over to her)
                   I  rescued  him.  I  gave  Telemachus  a  second  chance  at  life!    (MYRTLE  is  crying)  He  had  a
                   quality existence. Telemachus had love, security, food, clean papers. But more important he

                   had a purpose, a mission. He had motion!

                                                                        MYRTLE
                   But he never got anywhere, Wally. He just went around in circles


                                                                         WALLY
                   What’s wrong with circles? What shape is your wedding ring?


                                                                        MYRTLE
                                                                    (looks at hand)
                   A circle.


                                                                         WALLY
                   That’s  right.  Don’t  you  understand  when  Telemachus  traveled  in  a  circle  he  viewed  life  at
                   every possible angle?


                                                                        MYRTLE
                   You know, I never thought of it like that.

                                                                          WALLY

                   It’s true. I made that discovery way back during my professional driving test, when they made
                   me  do  figure  eights  with  the  bus.  You  see,  driving  a  bus  was  not  only  a  career,  but  an
                   education.


                                                                        MYRTLE
                   You have such a brilliant, Walter Leggit. Are you ashamed of having me as a wife? Am I too
                   dull?


                                                                         WALLY
                                                                      (kisses her)
                   What, are you kidding?  Any woman who can produce such offspring (He holds up cage) is
                   worth  her  weight  in  gold,  Rumplestiltskin  or  no  Rumplestiltskin.  And  speaking  of  golden

                   rumps……(He squeezes Myrtle’s behind)

                                                                        MYRTLE
                                                           (giggles, pulls his hand away)

                   Stop that! Don’t be so fresh in front of Telemachus. He’s still warm yet.

                   (WALLY gazes at the cage and gently pats it)





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