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	Season 1 / Episode 6: - Perestroika: Chapter Six - Heaven, I'm in Heaven Hannah Pitt: Homosexuality. It just seems so, ah, ungainly to me. Two men together. It’s not an appetizing notion. But then, for me, men, in any configuration . . . they're just so lumpish and stupid. Stupidity gets me crazy.
	Season 1 / Episode 6: - Perestroika: Chapter Six - Heaven, I'm in Heaven Hannah Pitt: I'm going now. Prior Water: You'll come back? Hannah Pitt: If I can. I have things I have to take care of. Prior Water: Please do. I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. Hannah Pitt: Well that’s a stupid thing to do.
	Season 1 / Episode 6: - Perestroika: Chapter Six - Heaven, I'm in Heaven Prior: I love you, Louis. Louis Ironson: Good. Prior: I Really Do. But you can never come back. Not ever. I'm sorry but you can't.
	Season 1 / Episode 5: - Perestroika: Chapter Five - Beyond Nelly Belize: [after Prior's ranting to Joe Pitt in the courthouse] Behave yourself cherie... or Nanny will be forced to use the wooden spoon!
	Season 1 / Episode 4: - Perestroika: Chapter Four - Stop Moving! Roy Cohn: [on the phone to his doctor, refusing experimental meds] No, I was never very good at tests. I'd rather cheat!
	Season 1 / Episode 4: - Perestroika: Chapter Four - Stop Moving! Prior: [looking under the bed covers] Fuck. Will you look at this? First goddamn orgasm in months and I slept through it.
	Season 1 / Episode 1: - Millennium Approaches: Chapter One - Bad News The Rabbi: [Rabbi's opening monologue in 'Angels of America' about the death of Sarah Ironson] This good and righteous woman... she was not a person, but a whole kind of a person - the ones that crossed the ocean that brought with us to America, the villages of Russia and Lithuania. And how we struggled! And how we fought! For the family... for the Jewish home! Descendants of this immigrant woman, you do not grow up in America - you and your children, and their children with their goyische names. You do not live in America - no such a place exists. Your clay is the clay of some litvak shtetl, and your air is the air of the steppes, because she carried that Old World on her back, across the ocean, in a boat! And she put it down on Grand Concourse Avenue... on Flatbush. You can never make that crossing that she made, for such great voyages in this world do not any more exist. But every day of your lives, the miles - that voyage from that place to this one - you cross. Every day! You understand me? In you, that journey... is.
	Unknown Episode: The Angel: Greetings, Prophet! The great work begins! The Messenger has arrived!
	Unknown Episode: Prior: We have reached a verdict, your honor. This man's heart is deficient. He loves, but his love is worth nothing.
	Unknown Episode: Roy Cohn: I have sex with men. But unlike nearly every other man of whom this is true, I bring the guy I'm screwing to the White House and President Reagan smiles at us and shakes his hand.
	Unknown Episode: Mr. Lies: Respect the delicate ecology of your delusions.
	Unknown Episode: Prior: I usually say, "Fuck the truth," but mostly, the truth fucks you.
	Unknown Episode: Harper Pitt: I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was frightening. But I saw something that only I could see, because of my astonishing ability to see such things: Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who had perished, from famine, from war, from the plague, and they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling and spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles, and formed a web, a great net of souls, and the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules, of the stuff of ozone, and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired. Nothing's lost forever. In this world, there's a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead. At least I think that's so.
	Unknown Episode: Prior Walter: I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. Hannah Pitt: Well that's a stupid thing to do.
	Unknown Episode: Roy Cohn: You don't know what all I know. I don't know what all I know. Half this shit I make up and I'm still right, learned that in the 50's.
	Unknown Episode: Hannah Pitt: Excuse me. I said excuse me. Can you tell me where I am? Is this Brooklyn? Do you know a Pineapple Street or is there some train or bus I...? [sets down bags exaustedly] Hannah Pitt: I'm lost. I just arrived from Salt Lake City. [beet] Utah? I took the bus I was told to take and I got off... well it was the very last stop so I had to get off and I asked the driver was this Brooklyn and he nodded yes. But he was from one of those foreign countries where they think it's good manners to nod at everything, even if you don't know what it is you're nodding at. In truth I think he spoke no English at all... which I think would make him ineligible for employment on public transportation, you know with the public being English-speaking... mostly. Do you speak English. Homeless Woman: [nods yes] Hannah Pitt: Well I was supposed to be met at the airport by my son and he didn't show. And I don't wait more than three and three quarters hours for anyone, so I should have been more patient... I guess. But is this... Homeless Woman: Bronx. Hannah Pitt: [confused] Is that The Bronx? How in the name of Heaven did I get to The Bronx? When that drive... Homeless Woman: -slurp... slurp... will you stop that disgusting slurping, you disgusting slurping animal, feeding yourself. What would it matter to yourself or anyone if you just stop feeding and DIED! Hannah Pitt: Can you just tell me... Homeless Woman: Why was the Koziuscko Bridge named after a Po-lack? Hanna: I don't know what you're talking ab... Homeless Woman: It was a joke. Hanna: Well what's the punch line? Homeless Woman: I don't know. Hanna: Oh for Petes' sake! [to the street] Is there anyone who can tell me... Homeless Woman: [yelling to no one in particular] Stand further off you fat loathsome whore, you can't have any more of this soup slurp slurp slurp you animal, and I know you'll just go pee it all away and where will you do that behind what bush! It's fucking cold out here and I- [gulp]... not right because I'm supposed to live in a tunnel. [to Hannah] You're not very funny. Have you read the propecies of Nostradomus? Hannah Pitt: Who? Homeless Woman: Some guy I once went out with somewhere. Nostradomus... prophet... outcast... eyes like scary shit, he would... Hannah Pitt: Shut up! Please stop jabbering for one minute and pull your wits together and tell me how to get to Brooklyn, because you know and you're going to tell me because there is no one else around to tell me and I'm cold and I'm wet and I'm very, very angry. So I'm sorry that you're psychotic but just make an effort. Pull yourself together and take a deep breath. Hannah Pitt: Do it! Homeless Woman: [stuggles to take in a breath] Hannah Pitt: Good. Now exale. [blows air out of her mouth] Homeless Woman: [Tries to mimic Hannah's exhaling with mixed results] Hannah Pitt: Now tell me how to get to Brooklyn. Homeless Woman: Hmmm... don't know. Homeless Woman: Want some soup? Hannah Pitt: Manhattan? I don't suppose you know the address of the Mormon Visitor Center. Homeless Woman: 65th and Broadway. Hannah Pitt: How do you know that? Homeless Woman: I go there all the time. Free movies. Boring, but you can stay all day. Hannah Pitt: Well how can I get there? Homeless Woman: Take the D train. Next block take a right. Hannah Pitt: Thank you. Homeless Woman: In the new century, I think we will all be insane.
	Unknown Episode: The Angel Oceania: I-I-I think I have a copy.
	Unknown Episode: Joe Pitt: I think we ought to pray. Ask God for help. Ask him together. Harper Pitt: God won't talk to me. I have to make up people to talk to me. Joe Pitt: You have to keep asking. Harper Pitt: I forgot the question?... Oh, yeah. God, is my husband a homo? Joe Pitt: Stop it! Stop it! I'm warning you! Does it make any difference that I might be one thing deep within? No matter how wrong or ugly that thing is so long as I have fought with everything I have to kill it? What do you want from me? What do you want from me Harper, more than that? For God's sake, there's nothing left. I'm a shell. There's nothing left to kill. As long as my behaviour is what I know it has to be, decent, correct that alone in the eyes of God. Harper Pitt: No, no, not that. That's Utah talk, Mormon talk. I hate it, Joe. Tell me, say it. Joe Pitt: All I will say is that I'm a very good man who has worked very hard to become good and you wanna destroy that. You wanna destroy me but I am not gonna let you do that. Harper Pitt: I'm gonna have a baby. Joe Pitt: Liar! Harper Pitt: You liar!... A baby born addicted to pills. A baby who does not dream but who hallucinates, who stares up at us with big mirror eyes and who does not know who we are. Joe Pitt: Are you really? Harper Pitt: No... Yes... No... Yes... Get away from me. Now we both have a secret.
	Unknown Episode: Hannah Pitt: An angel is a belief, with wings, and arms that can carry you. It's not to be afraid of, and if it can't hold you up, seek for something new.
	Unknown Episode: The Angel: There is no zion save where you are.
	Unknown Episode: The Angel: American prophet tonight you become American eye that pierceth dark, American heart hot full for truth.
	Unknown Episode: Ethel Rosenberg: [seeing the buttons on the telephone] Oh! Buttons! Such things they have these days!
	Unknown Episode: Prior: Are you a ghost, Lou? Louis Ironson: No. Just spectral. Lost to myself. Sitting all day on cold park benches wishing I could be with you. [Extends his arm] Dance with me, babe.
	Unknown Episode: Joe Pitt: if you have something you want to ask me ask me! Ask me, go! Harper Pitt: I can't, I'm scared of you.
	Unknown Episode: Prior Walter: Look. Garlic. A Mirror. Holy Water. A Crucifix. Fuck off! Get the fuck out of my room! Go!
	Unknown Episode: Harper Pitt: Oh well don't apologize, I can't expect someone who's really sick to entertain me. Prior: How on earth did you know? Harper Pitt: Oh that happens. This is the very threshold of revelation. Sometimes you can see things like how sick you are. Do you see anything about me? Prior: Yes, you are amazingly unhappy Harper Pitt: Big deal, you meet a valium addict, you figure out she's unhappy -that doesn't count. Of course I - something else? something suprising? Prior: Something suprising? Harper Pitt: Yes Prior: Your husband's a homo.
	Unknown Episode: Harper Pitt: Well this is the most depressing hallucination I ever had.
	Unknown Episode: Harper Pitt: I burned dinner. Joe Pitt: I'm sorry. Harper Pitt: Not my dinner, my dinner was fine. Your dinner. I put it back in the oven and turned everything up as high as it could go and I watched 'til it burned black. It's still hot, very hot, want it? Joe Pitt: You didn't have to do that. Harper Pitt: I know, it just seemed like the kinda thing a mentally-deranged sex-starved pill-popping housewife would do.
	Unknown Episode: Harper Pitt: It's a sin and it's killing us both.
	Unknown Episode: Harper Pitt: I wish I could go traveling. Things aren't right with me. Mr. Lies: Cash, check, or credit card? Harper Pitt: You startled me. Mr. Lies: Cash, check, or... Harper Pitt: I remember you. You're from Salt Lake. You sold us the plane tickets when we flew here. What are you doing in Brooklyn? Mr. Lies: You said you wanted to travel. Harper Pitt: How thoughtful! Mr. Lies: Mr. Lies of the International Order of Travel Agents. We mobilize the globe. We set people adrift. We are adepts of motion, acolytes of the flocks. Cash, check, or credit card, name your destination. Harper Pitt: Antartica, maybe? I want to see the hole in the ozone. I heard on the radio... Mr. Lies: We'll arrange a guided tour. Now? Harper Pitt: Soon, maybe soon. I'm not safe here, you see. Weird stuff happens. Mr. Lies: Like? Harper Pitt: Like you, for instance. Just appearing. Or last week. Well, nevermind. People are like planets, you need a thick skin. Joe stays away and now, well look, my dreams are talking back to me. Mr. Lies: The price of rootlessness, motion sickness. Only cure, keep moving. Harper Pitt: I'm undecided. I feel that something's going to give. It's 1985... fifteen years to the third millennium. Maybe Christ will come again or maybe the troubles will and the end will come. And the sky will collapse and there'll be terrible rain and showers of poison light. Or maybe my life is really fine... maybe Joe loves me and I'm only crazy thinking otherwise. Or maybe not. Maybe it's even worse than I know. Maybe I want to know, maybe I don't. The suspense, Mr. Lies, it's killing me. Mr. Lies: I suggest a vacation.

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