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[Clarice's friend honks his car horn]
Clarice's Date:
We'll be right out! Hurry, Clarice, the horses are frothing!
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
Snap it up, Paula!
Paula Kendall:
Hold still, baby.
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
Well, we're going to be late.
[to her date, referring to Paula]
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
She never goes to Mardi Gras.
Paula Kendall:
[to Clarice's date] She squirts seltzer bottles. Watch it.
Paula Kendall:
Now behave yourself or I'll come and chaperone.
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
Oh, why don't you, Paula?
Burton Williams:
Go ahead, Paula. If you swung from a chandelier once in your life, maybe you'd forget this trip to the islands.
Paula Kendall:
Crazy youngsters.
Burton Williams:
As one old graybeard to another, what do you do for rheumatism?
[Clarice and her escort kiss passionately]
Paula Kendall:
Stop it! Stop it! It's time you two were in bed.
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
[coyly] Why, Paula...
Paula Kendall:
Oh, ah, I-I didn't mean...
Paula Kendall:
[to Clarice's date] Now you'll just have to go. That's all there is to the matter.
[Paula shoves the man out the door]
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
Wh-where'd the nice man go? Nice man...
[drunkenly whistles as if calling a dog]
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
Where's the nice man?
Paula Kendall:
Clarice...
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
C'mon, nice man...
Howell:
I've been handling Mr. Cormack's mistakes for years. I believe I'm competent.
Paula Kendall:
Now, baby, are you sure you didn't get into any trouble?
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
Aw, no no no, no trouble. First we went to Oglethorpe's - we all went to Oglethorpe's for supper...
Paula Kendall:
Yes.
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
And then we went dancing at Bell Tavern, then we got married and then we all went for breakfast.
Paula Kendall:
What did you say?
Clarice Kendall Andrews Cormack:
I said we all went for breakfast.
Stephen Cormack:
I ought to divorce you!
Paula Kendall:
No, Mr. Cormack, you can't divorce me and you can't bawl me out because I'm not your wife. Just let me be a lesson for you. I'm the sort of thing that happens when you start proposing between drinks.
Paula Kendall:
You married my sister and you can't blame her because, well, you're nice enough to make any woman forget she has a husband and you can't blame me because I was trying to save my sister from jail. Why, you can't even blame Andrews because she was his wife! So you see, Mr. Cormack, it was all your fault.
[Clarice snaps her fingers and Andrews follows her out the door]
Patricia Cormack:
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