George and Hilly
George and Hilly: Prisoners of Roosevelt Island
GEORGE: This a new couch?
DR. SELMAN: So what brings you back?
GEORGE: Well, it’s been six months.
HILLY: Well—
GEORGE: I’m a little groggy, I have to admit, because I had to work last night. Went to this benefit at the Central Park Zoo. What animal did you like best?
HILLY: This huge porcupine and the little fox and an owl that was just gorgeous.
GEORGE: And Al Gore was there.
HILLY: Whatever.
DR. SELMAN: Personally, I’ll leave the petting of wild animals to other people, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
GEORGE: And then as usual, I started getting a little rambunctious, didn’t want to go home, so I put Hilly in a cab round midnight, and ended up in some apartment sitting around with kids half my age playing this game I invented. read more »
George and Hilly
The door to DR. SELMAN’s office was closed and Christina Aguilera’s “Beautiful” could be heard playing. At 7 p.m. DR. SELMAN waved them in; HILLY showed off her new engagement ring.
DR. SELMAN: Let me check it out in the light.
HILLY: O.K. Well, it’s too big, so I have a ribbon around it.
Dr. SELMAN: Wow, nice. read more »
A George and Hilly Christmas
DR. SELMAN: What’s happening?
GEORGE: I sat around in my pajamas all day, e-mailing high-school friends. I have this illusion that I’m actually working, because I am typing and concentrating, but we were just talking nonsense. Whether or not Star Wars is in fact a masterpiece, you know, Beatles versus Stones. The summer of ’87 comes up a lot. Girls. This girl a friend of mine slept with recently—he admitted that this girl’s “kid had a kid.” We refer to him as the Granny Humper. What else? Bongo drums. So I got into a fight with one of them. read more »
George and Hilly
They're back! It's been four months since they've seen Dr. Selman. Where to begin? read more »
George and Hilly
