SOPHIE
I wish—I wish I was more… Like you. Like you. You’re so—you’re so clear. You seem so clear about things. Whereas I’m—I’m so—I can never quite say what I’m—even to myself, I’m so inarticulate.
Beat.
Some nights I lay awake and I go over the things I’ve said. Confidently. The things I’ve said confidently and they— they fall to pieces.
Beat.
And where…