Excerpt of Bridge Day (formatted for web viewing.)
From near the end (formatted for web viewing)
FRANK: (To MONIQUE) But you’ve…you’re….
FRANK: My…my…beautiful baby girl.
GWENDOLYN: Why would I want to garden? It’s my bridge day.
MONIQUE: (To FRANK, referring to the doll.) Yeah. I remember it.
GWENDOLYN: Frank! Frank!
FRANK: That’s on Tuesday, Mom. (To MONIQUE) What did she tell you?
GWENDOLYN: Tuesday? It isn’t Tuesday.
MONIQUE: That you just left.
FRANK: Your mom just couldn’t handle it. I think it frightened her. And I—
GWENDOLYN: Is it Friday then?