- Hasn't she come home yet?
- I don't know.

I don't think so.
- You mean Ginny, don't you?
- Who do you mean?

I guess I mean Ginny.
- You belong here or something?
- Or something.

- How long have you been waiting?
- I don't know, I just woke up.

I don't even know what time it is.
- I got a key somewhere she gave me.
- I know. I saw you with her at the joint.

- Who are you?
- I'm a man who's waiting for her.

Is that all right?
- Want some coffee?
- Sure.

I'm her husband. I'm Ginny's husband.
I was a soldier. I conked out.
You're wondering about this setup,
aren't you?

Yeah, I guess I am.
Well, ask her, then.
She was a tramp when I married her.
I didn't know it at first...

...but I knew it before we married. That's
one reason I enlisted, to get away from her.

But I couldn't wait to get out
and come back to her.

When I did, she didn't want me.