She shrieks. She claws at the door. Arlo tries everything—calming spray, a sweater, ignoring her. Nothing works.
She leaves. Arlo closes the door. He and Cordelia stare at each other. my-wife-knot-my-dog
Tom and Linda stare at him.
His DOG, BRUCE (a loyal, muddy-pawed lab mix), drops a slobbery tennis ball at his feet. Arlo doesn’t move. She shrieks