A Smell of Honey, a Swallow of Brine
1966
Sharon Winters: Paula, I may be a bitch, but I'll never be a butch!
Sharon Winters: Paula, I'm sorry about lashing out at you the other night. Paula Mann: Forget it. Sometimes I come on too strong. Sharon Winters: No, it's just... I can be such a bitch sometimes. Paula Mann: We all are. But that's just part of being female I guess.
Lowell Carter: I knew it! You're nothing more than a tease! I wouldn't touch you now. You're worse than a disease! Sharon Winters: God damnit, get your hands off me you bastard! Lowell Carter: Get the hell out of here, tease! I'm gonna get a real woman tonight! Sharon Winters: Are you gonna rape her too?
Paula Mann: Is there anything I can do for you tonight before I go out? Sharon Winters: Why no, Paula. In fact, I'm going out tonight myself. Paula Mann: You mean you have a date? Sharon Winters: Oh, nothing special. Dick Owens, one of the fellows at the office, asked me out for dinner and a movie. Paula Mann: Sharon, baby, do you think you should go out with a man? I mean... so soon after your ordeal and all? Sharon Winters: So, I was raped. It happended six week ago. What do you expect me to do? Observe a year of mouring? Paula Mann: Baby, please I didn't mean to bug you or make you mad. Sharon Winters: Don't sweat it, Paula. Anyhow, I don't have to worry about this square Dick. I'm sure he's not the raping time. It'll probaly be a very dull evening.