Fanfic: An Excerpt From Sexland

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Carrie Bradshaw Carrie Mathison



CARRIE MATHISON (35) and CARRIE BRADSHAW (45) sit in a NYC restaurant at a corner table by the window. Bradshaw's unruly hair spills down her shoulders. She wears a sleeveless, black top, jeans and Manolos. Mathison sits upright in a chair opposite Bradshaw. She wears a gray T-shirt, faded jeans and a black messenger bag across her shoulder. Her bleached blond hair is stringy.


(gesticulating, hands up)

I have never been so sure about someone and so wrong.

 Mathison pulls her hair back from her face, tries not to cry.


I know sweetie. We all feel that way at some point. I mean, when Big —


(jerks her head back, scowls)

Sheesh, yeah. You never thought Big was working for Al Quaeda.


(leans forward, sympathetic)

You don't know he's working for Al Quaeda.


(frowning, lips quiver, nodding)

Being wrong about Brody. It fucked me up.

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