Walter: "Uh, what?"
Masters: "Mrs. Johnson needs to get a measurement."
Gini: "14.9 centimeters..."
Walter: "What's that in inches?"
Walter McAddy blends, for Bill, into the crush of them. They're interchangeable; they are only bodies. Gini measures nipples and testicles. Where before Ethan horrified her, there's something about this now -- the power, the science -- that appeals to her now. George can creep her out, but he can't make her feel dirty. In this room, she's in charge. In this room, the machines keep ticking out their readings no matter what the subject thinks of her.
"It's okay to close your eyes," she tells George, but he's too close to even wink or smile. She rolls hers at him, and keeps writing. He comes into your life, that's one thing. You can draw a line and kick him out again. He shows up at the house, that's another. But Room Five, in the middle of the night: He has no idea what a power move that really is.
Essie's making "Island Chicken," with pineapple and coconut. It's daring, in a way that delights Libby and will only irritate Bill all the more.
Libby: "Thanks for putting the leaf in, dear. Can you do the place cards? Oh, and if you grab the ice bucket I'll give it a quick polish. Almost done folding these napkins..."
The house will be full of light, and sound. Jazz on the hi-fi.
Essie: "If I have a little too much tonight, just give me a nudge under the table..."
Bill: "Wait, since when do you drink?"
Essie: "It's relatively new. Darlene has a cocktail with dinner, and occasionally I join her. We only had scotch in the house when your father was alive, and I don't like scotch, so I didn't drink. Now I do."
Bill: "Now you do. Even though you could have, any time. If you'd been able to afford it."
Essie: "Oh, Libby, have you ever had a Tom Collins?"
Libby: "Great idea! We can serve them tonight."
Bill: "Guess I better make sure we're fixed for gin, then. Since apparently we're having Tom Collinses with dinner."
Libby: "Essie, you're a treat. Careful, or we'll never let you leave."
Essie: "Careful, or I won't. Which brings me to my next thing. What if I spent more time here?"
Libby: "Extend your visit? I might be able to negotiate that."