Hal: Do you know what you’ve let into our house? In the room next to Betty’s? Alice: Can you lower your voice? What on earth are you talking about? Hal: I went on your computer, Chic. I saw what you were doing with your...clients. Betty: Dad, stop! Stop snooping and stop harassing him. Hal: And I don’t want to hear it from you. You bring home this...stranger, and you move him into Polly’s bedroom. Alice: It’s not Polly’s room anymore, Hal. It’s Chic’s. Hal: He has to go, Alice, and you know damn well why.
Chic: We’ll start with why I webcam. One of the reasons is to make money. The other reason is...to escape. Betty: To pretend to be someone else. Chic: Yes, but...more than that...it’s a way of getting away from the darkness I feel inside me too. [Betty looks at the scars on her palm] Betty: Can you show me how to do that? [He opens up his laptop]