Scene: Apartment. Alice is running from room to room, cursing under her breath. Henry is sitting amidst the piles of Star Wars guys.
Henry: Play with me. Play with me, Mommy. Play with me. Play with me. Play with me, Mama. [He knows this gets me.]
Alice: I can’t find my book. Where the hell did I put my book?
Henry: PLAY WITH ME.
Alice: I’m so frustrated! I have been looking everywhere for my book, which I just started, and I didn't want to like it but I do and I WAS JUST READING IT WHAT THE HELL DID I DO WITH IT?
Henry: I’m so frustrated too because you can’t find your book. Now play with me.
Alice: You have to give me a minute.
Henry: I am so mad at you right now.
Alice looks at the garbage bin. Could it be in there? But how? Why? What? She flips it open.
Alice: Henry! Do you want to hear a funny story?
Henry: I do want to hear a funny story.
Alice: My book was in the garbage, Henry. I put the book in the garbage. Because I am a crazy lady.
Henry: And I am laughing and laughing for you!