Professor Marston & the Wonder Women

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- Ha-ha. It wouldn't be her fault either.

She'll just be surviving,

like an animal in the jungle.

They're given fur and claws

and teeth to survive.

- Well, then, do it.

- You won't be jealous?

No, I don't experience sexual jealousy.

Who am I to fight nature?

I'm your wife, not your jailer.

It's a lie detector.

Or it would be,

if we could get it to work.

Right now it's just a pile of crap.

I'm Olive Byrne,

the new teacher's assistant.

Yes.

- Why doesn't it work?

- Uh...

Can't determine what exactly to measure.

We need a physiological unit of analysis.

Should I call you

Professor Marston as well?

Mm. Possibly, if Harvard would give me

a fucking PhD.

- Sorry?

- Your duties are to assist...

...me and my husband

with our research.

We keep our papers

in the filing cabinet along the wall.

Please familiarize yourself

with our current research notes.

- Do you have any questions?

- I have many, but I'm sure I'll manage.

Oh, and if you f*ck my husband,

I'll kill you.

- Excuse me?

- Heh.

Look, I feel sorry for you.

No, really, I... I do, it's not your fault.

It's, um, your beauty, it's like a...

Well, it's like a handicap.

It's like having three legs or something.

- Mrs. Marston, I...

- No, there's no need to be defensive.

I'm just asking you the courtesy

of please not fucking my husband.

Can you do that for me?

Yes.

Thank you.

Now, if you wouldn't mind,

Professor Marston and I like...

- ...to have coffee in the afternoon.

- Of course.

--gracious lady...

...the fairest of all the virgins

who live on Mount Olympus.

This is for you, dear lady...

...Diana the huntress, Diana the pure.

I've plotted this garden for you,

gracious goddess...

...a meadow where no shepherd

brings flocks to graze...

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