Indignation Page #4

So three cheers

for ten rye and gingers...

they're why I'm alive today.

That, and my incapacity

to carry anything out.

Even suicide is beyond me.

I don't regret doing what we did,

but we mustn't do anything more.

Forget about me, Marcus.

There's no one around here like you.

You are not a simple soul

and have no business being here.

If you survive the squareness of this

place, you'll have a sterling future.

Why did you come

to Winesburg to begin with?

I came

because it's so square.

That's supposed to make me

a normal girl.

But you? You should be studying

philosophy at the Sorbonne

and living in a garret

in Montparnasse.

We both should.

Farewell, beauticious man.

Olivia.

[vehicle approaching]

(Dr. Hutton) Olivia! You

forgot your allowance.

I will see you

at Thanksgiving.

Your mother will join us.

(Flusser)

Ah. What employment have we here?

Please, no Shakespeare

rehearsal tonight.

Hey!

By my life,

this is my lady's hand.

These be her very C's,

her U's and her T's

thus makes she her.

'To the unknown beloved, this,

and my good wishes:'

her very phrases!

By your leave, wax. Soft! and the impressure her

Lucrece, with which she uses to seal: 'tis my lady.

To whom should this be?

Jove knows I love: But who?

Lips, do not move;

no man must know.

God damn it, Flusser!

'No man must know.'

What follows?

The numbers altered!

'No man must know:' unless

this should be thee, Malvolio?

What the hell

is wrong with you?

Hey, stop getting

all worked up.

How about a little bit

of respect, huh?

What? That's from the one

that blew you?

In my car?

How about respecting my car

by not driving around

with some slut in it.

[groaning]

Oh!

You're in luck. There's

a vacancy in Neil Hall.

Mrs. Burgess in Housing

can get you the key.

It's rather... rustic.

Oh, and you will need to schedule

a chat with Dean Caudwell.

He likes to be informed

of these kinds of changes.

Can you come by Monday,

say, 2:
30?

Sure.

Volunteers are still needed

for Homecoming Weekend.

As you know,

last year's defeat

at the hands

of the College of Wooster

broke a winning streak

that will require,

shall we say,

all hands on deck.

I speak on behalf of Coach

Blauvelt when I say

the bulldog bite can only be

commensurate with the bulldog bark.

All of us

are responsible...

Olivia.

Olivia. Please.

Yes, Marcus?

If... if you could just...

sit next to me again

in class.

It would really help

me concentrate.

It's harder when you're behind me,

I keep wanting to turn around.

Okay. Maybe.

Alright. Thank you.

I heard you moved rooms.

Yeah. I had a disagreement

with my roommates.

I moved to Neil Hall.

You weren't

in Chapel yesterday.

I just needed a break.

I don't know how much more of Dr.

Donehower

going on about "Christ's

example" I can take.

Maybe you could get some kind of

waiver for conscientious objection.

Why is that?

Because I'm Jewish?

I don't object because I'm

Jewish, I object I'm an atheist.

I know.

Thank you

for talking to me.

If I talk to you again, maybe you won't

have to stand under my window all the time.

Oh.

[clears throat]

Um...

[giggles]

I, uh...

You know, it's funny,

I don't actually know...

which window is yours.

I'm on the third floor, on the left,

facing the quad, just for the record.

I rarely see you looking up.

If you're not a Peeping Tom,

what's the point?

It just makes

me feel as if...

like I'm making...

sure you're okay.

Oh, Marcus. I'm fine.

It's you I'm worried about.

You can come in now.

Come on in.

Marcus Messner.

I wanted you to come in

so we could meet

and find out if I could be of any help

to you in adjusting to Winesburg.

I see by your transcript that

you're a remarkably gifted student.

First in your family ever

to attend college.

Captain of your baseball team

at high school.

Scholarship from your temple.

I wouldn't want anything

at Winesburg to interfere

in the slightest with such a

stellar record of achievement.

Neither do I, sir.

Do you see any potential

difficulties on the horizon here?

No, sir. I don't, sir.

How are things

going with your classwork?

You're getting all you hoped for

from your courses?

[clears throat]

Yes. Yes, sir.

You're socializing enough?

[cough]

Yes. Yes, I am, sir.

[sighs and clears throat]

Thank you, sir.

The only problem is that you

seem to have some trouble

settling into dormitory life.

Tell me, in your own words,

what seems to be the trouble?

I'm sorry.

Could you repeat your question, sir?

Calm down, son.

Try a little more water.

And no need to call me sir,

by the way.

So... what was the problem

with your accommodations?

In the room

to which I was assigned

one of my roommates

[clears throat]

Would always play the

phonograph after I went to bed

and I was not able to get

a good night's sleep.

I need my sleep

in order to do my work.

The situation

was... insupportable.

But couldn't you sit down

and work out a time

for his playing the phonograph that

was agreeable to the two of you?

You had to move out?

There was no other choice?

I had to move out.

No way of reaching

a compromise.

Did you seek the support

of your other roommate?

There was no compromise

with him, sir.

And my other roommate

was not sympathetic.

Are you often unable to reach

a compromise with people

whom you don't see

eye to eye with?

I wouldn't say often, sir.

I wouldn't say that anything

like this has happened before.

Really, Marcus, you don't have

to do that, calling me sir.

Call me Dean Caudwell, or

call me Dean, if you like.

Winesburg isn't

a military academy.

I don't mind

calling you "sir", Dean.

It says here your father

is a kosher butcher.

No. No, it does not.

I remember just writing

down just 'butcher.'

That's what I'd write

down on any form.

Well, that's what

you did write.

I'm merely assuming

that he's a kosher butcher.

He is. But that is

not what I wrote down.

I acknowledged that.

But it's not inaccurate,

is it?

To identify him more precisely

as a kosher butcher?

But neither is what

I wrote down inaccurate, sir.

I'd be curious to know why you

didn't write down 'kosher, ' Marcus.

Sir, if you are asking me

if I was trying to hide

the religion into which

I was born, the answer is no.

Well, I certainly hope that's so.

I'm glad to hear that.

Everyone has a right to openly

practice his own faith,

and that holds true at Winesburg just as

it does everywhere else in this country.

On the other hand,

under 'religious preference'

I see you didn't write 'Jewish, '

though you are

of Jewish extraction

and, in accordance with the college's

attempt to assist students

in residing

with others of the same faith,

you were assigned

Jewish roommates.

I didn't write anything

under religious preference, sir.

I can see that.

I'm wondering why that is.

It's because I have none.

I don't prefer to practice

one religion over another.

What then provides you

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