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(Lights come up. Milton is sitting at the table, still sleepy. Coffee cup on table. Jutta leans against cupboard with coffee cup in her hand) MILTON: Give me that again. JUTTA: Heini and I got married yesterday. MILTON (Looking at mug): Is that the coffee we always have? JUTTA: How should I know? MILTON: I mean......this is coffee and not perhaps come Columbian drug in disguise? JUTTA: That’s why Heini’s parents were here yesterday...It was a sort of interview. We did it all on the quiet.... MILTON: You and Heini???
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