Rabbit Hole Flashcards
And then I see her across the bar, coming at me with this look, you know. And everybody kinda steps aside for her, like the Red Sea, or whatever – just clears a path for her, and I’m like “What’s with this nut job?”
But you don’t even know this woman.
Never seen her before. I was just sitting there with Reema. Do you remember Reema?
No.
She’s a friend of mine. I was sitting there with Reema, and suddenly this lady is in my face. And she’s all sweaty and yelling and really pissed.
Why?
I don’t even know at this point. It has something to do with her boyfriend, who’s apparently at the end of the bar,
Were you flirting or –?
No, I don’t even know who she’s talking about. So she’s all up in my face, and her breath is like –
Boozy?
Yeah, boozy, but even worse you know, like there’s something rancid stuck to the roof of her mouth.
Ew.
Rotting peanut butter or something.
Good lord, Izzy.
And she’s harassing me, and blowing her stank-breath in my face. And cussing, My God, you wouldn’t believe the words that came out of this lady’s mouth.
And you don’t even know who she’s talking about.
She’s talking about her boyfriend.
No, I know but –
No, at the time I didn’t know who she was talking about, because I didn’t know he was there. But then I figured it out later, “Oh she must be Auggie’s girlfriend.”
So you know him.
Auggie
Oh. I thought you didn’t know who she –
Yeah, I know him but still. Lemme finish.
I’m sorry.
So she’s all, “You yeah, you.”
Izzy-
And all that. Just talking like a maniac.
Uh-huh
And people are looking at us, so I’m starting to feel self-conscious.
Of course
And she’s just going off, and I can’t really do anything because the place is so crowded, you know? And she’s a big lady. Real hefty. More chins than – what does Mom say?
I’m not going to repeat that.
So I can’t even get around her to escape or whatever. And I’m starting to feel violated, you know?
Sure.
My personal space, and my dignity, or what have you, so I just made a fist, hauled off and BOOM!
What does that mean?
It means I hit her.
No, you didn’t.
But you wanna though.
I just worry about you.
Crazy, right?
You hit her?
Yeah. Right in the face. BOOM. She went down.
Oh my God, Izzy. You hit that woman?
I couldn’t get around her. And she was screaming like an idiot.
Izzy-
What would you have done?
Well, I certainly wouldn’t have hit her. Jesus
You don’t approve?
I didn’t say that.
They don’t put that on TV. It’s all, “Now that oughta show him.” But for me it was like, “Good God, that killed!” Look at my knuckles. What?
Nothing.
And you know what they don’t tell ya? It really hurts. To punch someone. It frickin’ hurts.
Well, yeah
This lady was at me.
I know. I didn’t say anything.
Don’t worry about me. She was the one on the floor.
That’s not what I meant. You were in a bar fight.
So?
A bar fight, Izzy.
She was up in my face!
I know, but it’s so …
What’s that supposed to mean? You think I’m trashy?
You punched a woman in the face!
What?
Jerry Springer
No.
I thought you were getting it together.
She provoked me!
Were you drunk?
Man, Becca. Why do you have to – ?
You can’t be doing this kinda stuff, Izzy. You’re not a kid anymore.
Don’t judge me.
You said you were gonna take it easy.
I didn’t realize there was a cut-off date.
Well, there should be. For acting like an idiot there should be a cut-off date. Were you on anything?
No. Man, why did I say anything to you?
I don’t know. Why did you?
Oh my God.
Were you?
Clearly.
I thought you were gonna go easy, that’s all. That you were gonna do less of this.
Look, I went out. I got into a fight. I thought it was a funny story. I thought you’d be amused.
I’m not.
Hey, I’m still coping, too, Becca. I know it’s not the same, but it’s still hard. Okay?
Don’t do that
Do what?
Gimme a break.
What? I’m not allowed to be upset anymore?
No, you’re not allowed to use him.
What are you-?
As an excuse.
I’m not.
You’re not allowed to use him to justify your own stuff. Just don’t do that. Please.
That’s not what I was doing.
Okay.
I’m hungry. Mind if I get something?
Since when do you ask?
Howie’s a lucky man. Ya won’t see me making crème caramel.
If you’re hungry, Isabel, grab something. Don’t stand there with the door open.
You’re making me feel sensitive. …Where’s Howie?
He’s with Rick. They’re playing squash.
Squash. What’s this? Pudding?
It’s gonna be crème caramel.
Can I have one of these? There’s an extra in here
Yeah, okay.
Well I won’t eat it if you don’t want me to.
No, go ahead. You’re right, there’s an extra.
You sure?
Just let me finish it.
Don’t ask me that, please.
Why not? You got fired?
I like custard.
I didn’t make custard. I made crème caramel. How’s work?
Don’t tell Mom.
How can you get fired from Applebee’s?
I can eat it like this.
No. Then it’s just custard.
It never ends with me, does it?
Not often, no.
