Ellen: You know how, uh, you know, you said in the room, you know, that you thought maybe I was... and I said no... no no no no... well, um, uh, I I I was thinkin' about it, you know? And I think that maybe I'm, um, I am, uh, I guess what I'm trying to say is: I did get the joke about the toaster oven.
Susan: So, are you saying what I think you're trying to say?
Ellen: What do you think I'm trying to say?
Susan: Oh, I'm not going to say it again and be wrong.
Ellen: No, you're not wrong. You're right. This is, uh, this is so hard. But I I I I think I've realized that I am... I can't even say the word. Why can't I say the word? I mean, why can't I just say... I mean, what is wrong? Why do I have to be so ashamed? I mean, why can't I just say the truth? I mean, be who I am. I'm thirty-five-years-old. I'm so afraid to tell people. I mean, I just... Susan...
[Ellen leans forward towards Susan and inadvertently leans right in front of an PA microphone for the airplane terminal]
Ellen: [loud voice over the microphone] I'm gay!