I am sick at my heart when my own son goes looking at dead women's naked bodies. I tell you Morris, it is no way to treat a lady.
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Kate Palmer:
Are you tender, Morris? You can have me if you say "yes."
Morris Brummel:
You look... you look very pretty.
Kate Palmer:
I took two hours getting ready for this.
Morris Brummel:
It looks... it looks natural!
Kate Palmer:
That's why it took two hours! Getting dolled up is easy. Looking natural takes time.
Mrs. Brummel:
You still don't have a diploma! Not to mention any grandchildren, which your brother Franklin has three already. Three grandchildren. What have I got from you but heartbreak?
[Preparing to meet Morris' mother]
Kate Palmer:
Do you love me?
Morris Brummel:
Yes!
Kate Palmer:
Desperately, madly?
Morris Brummel:
Desperately, madly!
Kate Palmer:
In that case, I can move mountains. Let's go.
Kate Palmer:
Morris, look at this apartment! I love it! It's so Jewish!
Mrs. Brummel:
That girl is a gem! An absolute gem! And I'll tell you something else...
Morris Brummel:
What?
Mrs. Brummel:
She reminds me of me!
Sylvia Poppie:
Is that one of your own wigs you're wearing?
Christopher Gill:
You don't look like Cleopatra, honey.
Belle Poppie:
Don't raise your voice!
Sylvia Poppie:
You homo.
Christopher Gill:
Doesn't mean you're a bad person.
Mrs. Brummel:
So where you going to take her?
Morris Brummel:
Who?
Mrs. Brummel:
Kate Palmer.
Morris Brummel:
Nowhere.
Mrs. Brummel:
Nowhere? That's a place, nowhere?
Morris Brummel:
We're going to have dinner at her place.
Mrs. Brummel:
You mean her own apartment?
Morris Brummel:
That's right.
Mrs. Brummel:
The two of you, alone?
Morris Brummel:
Well, we were going to invite the strangler, but he couldn't make it.
Mrs. Brummel:
Oh, sure, sure. Make fun. Ridicule.
Mrs. Brummel:
So, what do you, what do you do with her, go to mass?
Morris Brummel:
No, we just... we walk and we talk.
Mrs. Brummel:
Oh, please, please. I don't want to hear another word. Already I won't sleep another wink tonight. Please, don't say another word.
[pause]
Mrs. Brummel:
Morris...
Morris Brummel:
I thought you didn't want to hear any more?
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Aw, you think I want to? You think I want... I'm in agony. I... I... It's my duty. Go on, go on.
Morris Brummel:
Well, she... her, her name is Katherine. Katherine. Katherine Palmer.
Mrs. Brummel:
Short, blonde, beautiful?
Morris Brummel:
No, she's, er, she's, she's tall and er, she's only got one eye right in the middle of her forehead.
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