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DENNY. (Overlaps.) From the instant you saw me, you wanted to undo me—
JOHN. That's nonsense, Denny—
DENNY. (Overlaps.) —because everything I have is /mine/, and everything you have is inherited—
JOHN. (Overlaps.) I can't make you understand—
DENNY. (Overlaps.) This— this /friendship/— this /mockery/—
ROSAMUND. Denny—
DENNY. This seduction—

JOHN. It would be— Cassandra—

JOHN. I must have sounded insane to you on the phone—
JESSIE. No.
JOHN. How could I not?
JESSIE. Anything that causes dread makes sense to me.

/After a moment, he hums a chorus of "Que Sera Sera"... or rather, a chorus of "Que Sera Sera" hums itself/ through /him./

Gidger? (Beat.)
We all sound alike.
I thought we were each unique.
I held our distinctions in such high regard. I thought our nuances were essential.
I can't hear them anymore.
When I read them... I don't hear them.
We all sound the same. (Beat.) We sound like the past.

JESSIE. Oh yes — the little thing you brag to yourself about.
The tiny violence that violates nothing.

JESSIE. It's not enough to be famous to a few dozen drunks in evening clothes who condescend to worship me.
I want my life known. I want to publish my life. I want to nail it into people's heads.

And those who aren't dead are young. [...] Jess...?
I feel so sure about things—
JESSIE. About what things?
JOHN. I don't know. That's the odd part.
I haven't a clue what will /happen/... but I know it will be /right/...

— you have made sadness famous.