HARMONIA My parents had an unnatural obsession with all things Greek. ERIC What about you? She contemplates the polluted river. HARMONIA My obsession? She strolls away, shaking her head. HARMONIA It's all bull shit. And it's-- Eric pushes through people to keep up with her. ERIC --It's bad for you. George Carlin always nailed it. Harmonia gives him a tiny smile, though she continues to get away from Eric. HARMONIA Carlin was brilliant. ERIC I saw him live in Vegas. She stops, does an abrupt turnabout, and throws ice water at him with her eyes. HARMONIA Did he send you? Damn it, Ri. This is-- ERIC It was my idea. I came on my own. HARMONIA --insane. ERIC I had to see if-- She huffs and hurries away. HARMONIA No way. He pursues her. ERIC --maybe you'd-- HARMONIA This cannot be my life. ERIC I feel like I know you. He talks about you every day. She covers her face with both hands and keeps walking. HARMONIA He talks about me. Great. She stops at the end of the boat. Her knuckles turn white as she grips the rail. Her eyes fix on the swarthy woods lining the river. She contemplates the murky river between her and the woods. ERIC I told him he should come. Either way, you'd be disappointed. He might as well-- HARMONIA --get some action?
