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| Lily Belle: We waited to say good-bye to you, mother. |
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| I do not like the Lily Belle, The reason why why I cannot tell; but this I know and know full well, I do not like thee, Lily Belle. |
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| Dr. Emmett: They would like to say good-bye to you, Mrs. Savage. |
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| The fireflies are out. How lovely. What makes the fireflies light us, doctor? Are they mating? |
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| Dr. Emmett: I really couldn't say, Mrs. Savage. |
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| I thought you'd know. Isn't this a bug house? |
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| Dr. Emmett: I am Doctor Emmett. |
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| Wouldn't it be fascinating if human beings glowed like fireflies while they were mating? Do you light up when you're mating, Lily Belle? Lord knows you're flighty. |
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| Titus: Surely, Mother, you're not going to let us depart in an atmosphere of bitterness? |
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| Fifty needles and fifty pins and fifty dirty republi-kins. |
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| Miss. Willie: You've added twenty more dirty Republi-kins. |
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| It's a fault of mine- exaggeration. It's stupid of me to try to irritate them like this- I just irritate myself. Well, suppose it has to be exasperating now to be funny later. |
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| Miss Willie: I'll look as soon as they go. |
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| Don't bother. It fell out last fall at the opera. I'd have found it but the usher was so nasty about my lighting matches during the Magic Fire music. You know what this is,don't you? |
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| Miss Willie: Suppose you tell me. |
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| It's a teddy bear. Surely you've seen one before? |
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| Miss Willie: Not that big. |
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| Do you know what I do with it? |
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| Miss Willie: I couldn't possibly guess. |
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| Yes, I do you. Are you going to talk to me as if i were and imbecile, too? |
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| Miss Willie: Here-here- we mustn't be hostile. |
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| Of course not- you haven't harmed me. Would you care to know why i sleep with it? |
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| Miss Willie: If you'd care to tell me. |
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| I don't care. And I'll tell you. I get lonely. I'm too old to have a lover and too fastidious to sleep with a cat. |
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| Miss Willie: Would you care to take off your hat? |
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| If I'm going to spend the rest of my life here- I might as well. |
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| Miss Willie: Its a mighty saucy hat. |
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| A ten-cent piece of felt and three chicken feathers. Eighty five dollars. Why the economy should be expensive- I don't know. |
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| Miss Willie: It takes imagination. |
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| And the blood of pirates. But i wanted it. I wanted a hat like this since I was sixteen. For all the good it does me now. Well- I wont need a hat here. Maybe you can use it for something- I'm not at all sure what. |
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| Miss Willie: You might need it. |
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| Dear, dear! My hair looks like the matted end of a cocoanut. |
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| Miss Willie: Its a heavenly color. |
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| You should have seen it last year. It was bright red. Then just to be different, I dyed it black with a white streak in the middle. I looked like nothing so much as a skunk. Finally, I just gave up and tinted it blue. It goes with everything. |
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| Miss Willie: Wouldn't you like to go up and get settled? |
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| Is it time to lock me in? |
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| Miss Willie: Did you bring a suitcase? |
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| My daughter did. I wasn't consulted. |
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| Miss Willie: You can wait here. |
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| Miss Willie: We have an honor system. |
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| Florence: Now, Fairy- you must stop frightening yourself. |
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| The poor thing's quite harmless. |
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| It wont shed, lay eggs or bark. |
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| Florence: I'm Florence Williams |
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| Fairy: I feel wonderful when people say they love me. |
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| Well, I'm sure everyone loves you. |
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| Fairy: Climate best by government test. |
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| Florence: And this is our Mrs. Paddy. |
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| How do you do, Mrs. Paddy? |
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| Mrs. Paddy: I hate everything in the world but most of all I hate lightening, skunk cabbage, custard, mustard, spiders, blisters, girdles, mice, bees, keys, ragweed, chloroform, rhubarb, barnacles, bats, broken glass, eels, crumbs, drunks, tombstones, gallstones, salt an thunder. |
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| Why don't you like rhubarb? |
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| Florence: Mrs. Paddy stopped talking about twenty years ago. |
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| Fairy: But she only gave up electricity for Lent. |
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| You're a woman of wisdom, Mrs. Paddy. There is only one thing wiser than saying very little and that's saying nothing at all. Would you like to hold it? |
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| Jeff: Please excuse my left hand. |
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| Certainly. Is it a toothache? |
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| Florence: Jeff's face is scarred and he likes to spare people. |
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| Well, you don't have to spare me. I have to look at myself every morning. |
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| Fairy: You wont hurt her, will you? |
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| Jeff: You wont object, will you? |
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| Well- What is John Thomas? |
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| Hannibal: Her son. What did you think? |
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| Fairy: You like children don't you? |
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| Everyone's but my own. How- old is he? |
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| He's might big for five months. |
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| Florence: No. No. Five years. |
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| Hannibal: We hope you will, too. |
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| Jeff: Its " Someone blundered." |
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| Jeff: It means there's no more. |
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| Hannibal: He hasn't quite recovered yet. |
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| Was his face badly burned? |
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| Hannibal: Fairy has the gift of the good for saying the wrong thing. |
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| I should it would take a bit of doing to apologize to someone who wont talk and sulks anyhow. |
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| Hannibal: Shes happy at her easel. |
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| Hannibal: But she paints. |
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| Fairy: If you go to your room- dont sleep. |
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| What did she mean about not sleeping? |
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| Hannibal: None of us sleeps here. |
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| Hannibal: Could anything be simpler? |
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| Miss Willie: Did they all come in to meet you? |
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| Well- there was a Mrs. Paddy, and four others who have no business being here at their age. |
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| Miss Willie: I quite agree. |
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| Do you thing I belong here? |
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| Miss Willie: I'm kept too busy to have any opinions. |
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| Id like to know what they told you about me. |
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| Miss Willie: Was there anything to tell? |
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| Did they mention my Memorial Fund? |
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| Then they probably told you my husbands death affected my reason. |
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| Miss Willie: That would be understandable. |
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| Miss Willie: Why- weren't you happy with your husband? |
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| I married Jonathan when I was sixteen. I loved him from the moment I met him until the moment he died. Do you know what that meant? |
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| Well, you don't my dear. It meant that my only aim in life was to make him happy- to want what he wanted- to anticipate what would please him. And that meant that all the other things I ever wanted had to be forgotten. |
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| Miss Willie: But surely you have no regrets. |
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| None. While he lived. But after he was gone- I remembered all the foolish things Id always wanted to do. |
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| Miss Willie: What had you always wanted to do? |
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| Things that would have shocked poor Jonathan. |
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| Miss Willie: Such as dying your hair blue? |
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| That. And studying French. And ballet dancing- and people. As a girl, I was sure I could have been a great actress. So, with no responsibilities and time running out- I decided to be one. |
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| Miss Willie: But don't you think you waited too long? |
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| I certainly do. Had i been a fool in my youth- no one would have noticed the difference in my old age. |
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| Miss Willie: Oh Id never think of you as old, Mrs. Savage. |
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| Well, having kicked over the traces myself- and learned once again the importance of unimportant things- I decided I'd help others have foolish things they'd always wanted. |
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| Miss Willie: How were you going to do that? |
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| By establishing the Jonathan Savage Memorial fund.- a foundation for giving money away in memory of my husband. And that insane idea brought me here. |
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| Miss Willie: Shall we go up to your room now? |
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| Well, at least I learned one thing in my French lessons. |
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| What I am. I'm a "Mort canard." That's a dead duck.- I think. |
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| Miss Willie: Not its not as bad as that. |
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Yes,it is. Some day you'll realize that a great injustice was done me. You'll know that I was always quite sane. But here I am- and here they'll try to keep me- with my few foolish years taken from me.
If people would walk around the edge of the carpet once in a while, it would save wearing out in the middle. |
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