I think I made my mistake when I tried to tell you about Skipper. That's where I made my fatal error.

Maggie...

I never should have confessed...

Maggie, now you shut-up about Skipper. I mean it, you got to shut up about Skipper.

The laws of silence won't work about that. Not about Skipper and us. It's like lockin' the door on the fire in hopes of forgettin' the house is burnin' - but not lookin' at a fire doesn't put it out. This time, I'm gonna finish. That night in a hotel room, Skipper and I...

I don't want to hear about it.

Why won't you face the truth just once about Skipper? About me? About yourself?

Do you want me to hit you with this crutch?

You're still blamin' me for Skipper's death.

[advancing]

Now don't you know that I could kill you with this crutch?

Good Lord, man, d'you think I'd care if you did?

Skipper and I had a friendship. Now why won't you let it alone?

It's got to be told.

But I don't want to hear it.

It's got to be told and you never let me tell it. I love you, and that's worth fightin' for. Not Skipper. Skipper was no good.

Maggie!

Maybe I'm no good either - nobody's good. But Brick, Skipper IS DEAD! And I'M ALIVE!

Maggie!

Maggie 'the Cat' is ALIVE! I'M ALIVE! Why are you afraid of the truth?

Truth! [He hurls his crutch at her, misses, and pitches forward to the floor.]