Shuddery things from beyond the stars, here to breed with human women!
Strange artificial creatures from factories, who have come here to lead boring married lives with human women!
Theater type-no but all acted as a golem.
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WIFE: Oh, but it's absurd! Husband is not a golem. He is a man like us. Husband, it is shameful! Why do you let yourself be involved in these antics?
HUSBAND: I am Golem.
WIFE: No, no, you're not telling the truth! I know they forced you to say it for a stupid advertisement. Husband, you are a human like us, aren't you?
NEIGHBOR: Sorry, wife. Husband is a golem.
WIFE: You are lying!
NEIGHBOR: What?
The bell rings
NEIGHBOR: Excuse me, wife, then it's my job to convince you.
Enter NEAR
NEIGHBOR: Neighbor, take Wife to the autopsy room, and immediately dissect Husband.
WIFE: Take me where?
NEIGHBOR: In the autopsy room. When they dissect it, you can see for yourself.
WIFE: No, no!
NEIGHBOR: Wife, you accused me of lying.
WIFE: But wouldn't Husband die then?
NEAR: Golems cannot die.
WIFE: Don't worry about Husband! I won't let you go. Tell me, dear, have I ever been cruel to you? You don't have to go, Husband. You must not.
HUSBAND: I am golem.
WIFE: It doesn't matter! Golems are like us. Husband, would you let yourself be dissected?
HUSBAND: Yes.
WIFE: Aren't you afraid of death?
HUSBAND: I don't know, Wife.
WIFE: Do you have any idea what would happen to you if you went in there?
HUSBAND: Yes. I would stop going to the supermarket on Sunday morning
WIFE: What a terrible thing!
CLOSE: Husband, repeat to Wife who you are.
HUSBAND: Husband, the golem.
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