Mrs Huber: You took it, didn't you?
Susan: (Takes off her glasses) Good evening, Mrs Huber.
Mrs Huber: It's my own fault for not hiding the cup. Obviously if you're capable of arson, I should have known you'r be capable of breaking and entering.
Susan: I don't know what you're talking about, Mrs Huber.
Mrs Huber: I suppose you destroyed it.
Susan: Again, I don't know what you're talking about. But- yeah, I did.
Mrs Huber: I was going to keep your secret. It's a shame you couldn't trust me.
(Susan laughs at this.)
Susan: You're a piece of work (she stands up), you know that?
(Susan goes to go inside.)
Mrs Huber: Oh, Susan, let's not be unpleasant. We can go back to the same friendly relationship we've always had.
(Susan turns at this and takes a step closer to Mrs Huber with each sentence until she is standing right over her.)
Susan: I will keep my lawn looking nice. And I will make sure that my music isn't playing too loud and if I get some of your mail. Heck, I'll run it right over, because that's what good neighbours do. But from now on, when I run into you on the street and I say "Good morning, Mrs Huber" or "How are you, Mrs Huber" just know that inside I am quietly but decidedly hating your guts.
(Mrs Huber has been looking incredibly nervous throughout this speech. But now she fixes her smile back in place.)
Mrs Huber:Careful dear, let's not say things we'll live to regret.