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first lines]
[
Martin and Erica are jogging along the river]
Martin:
Jesus Christ! Look at this - my sneaker's ruined!
Erica:
They're only thirty-five dollars.
[
Erica takes Martin's shoe and cleans it off for him]
Martin:
Fucking city's turning into one big pile of DOG SHIT!
[
shouting at passing traffic]
Martin:
Come on out and take a crap on me - everybody else is. Fuck.
[
Martin lights a cigarette]
Erica:
...been jogging for 2 1/2 miles - you're giving yourself lung cancer.
Martin:
I'll tell you something Erica - the longer I'm married to you the more you sound like my mother.
Erica:
Clean your own sneaker.
[
throws shoe at Martin]
Martin:
I think you wanted me to step in it.
Erica:
[
laughing] You're going crazy Martin.
Martin:
I am?
Erica:
[
laughing] Yes.
[
Martin tosses his shoe over his shoulder into the river. Erica jogs away, and Martin jogs after]
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