Karen: Here's an example. If I were to make myself angry, I would take myself back to...well, this morning when Stan was slurping and sawing his way through his usual breakfast; two poached deer and half a grapefruit. I felt my stomach began to tighten, and I thought, 'If I have to sit here for one more day, I am literally going to leap across this table and rip his heart right out his body! I mean I am gonna claw my way through the hair and the flesh and the fat! And the internal hair and more fat...until I hold his beating, 40 pound heart in my hand and squeeze until it is still!!!'
Jack: Oh my God, Karen. I had no idea that it was so easy to look angry.