Why are you looking at me like that?
Like what, Maggie?
Like you were just lookin'.
I wasn't conscious of lookin' at you, Maggie.
[seductively]
I was conscious of it. [He coldly turns from her and rises on his crutches] If you were thinkin' the same thing I was...
No, Maggie.
Why not?!
Will you please keep your voice down?
No! I know you better than you think. I've seen that look before. And I know what it used to mean. And it still means the same thing now.
You're not the same woman now, Maggie.
Oh, don't you think I know that? Don't you think I know that...
That I've gone through this horrible transformation, that I've become hard and frantic and cruel...Oh Brick, I get so lonely.
Everybody gets that.
Living with somebody you love can be lonelier than living entirely alone - if the one you love doesn't love you.
...Would you like to live alone, Maggie?
No! No, I wouldn't.
