Labels:text | menu | paper | font OCR: Page 10. CONTINUED: MALCOLM (low, almost a whisper) Secrets. MANGROVE What was that? MALCOLM I said secrets. I see people's secrets ... and reflect them back. MANGROVE Now we're getting somewhere. What kind of secrets? Sexual. MALCOLM MANGROVE Always? Always. MALCOLM MANGROVE Very good. She's pleased. She makes some more notes in her file. MALCOLM You know, this isn't a game. You think it is, but it's not. The things I see are real. Because everyone has secrets. Especially when it comes to sex. And everyone tries so hard to hide them, but they're still there, inside. Like great huge weights that pull you down. don't dare drop them, you But you wouldn't dream of letting them go, exposing them to daylight and breaking them apart. Yet the longer you keep them, the heavier they become. And the ...
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