Pope Julius II: You see, my son... how well we understand each other... when you don't shout?
Elvira Condomine: Get me to bed, Charles. Then we can talk in peace.
Charles Condomine: A thoroughly immoral suggestion. You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Charles Condomine: Try to see my point of view, dear. I've been married to Ruth for five years and you've been dead for seven.
Elvira Condomine: Not dead, Charles. Passed over. Its considered very vulgar to say dead where I come from.
Ruth Condomine: Now look here, Charles, this display of roguish flippancy might have been alluring. In a middle-aged novelist it's nauseating.
Charles Condomine: I don't see what I've done that's so awful?
Ruth Condomine: You behaved abominably last night. You wounded me and insulted me.
Charles Condomine: I was a victim of an aberration.
Ruth Condomine: Nonsense. You were drunk.
Madame Arcati: I presume that's the gramophone?
Charles Condomine: Would you like me to start if for you? It's an electric one.
Madame Arcati: No, please stay where you are. I can manage.
Charles Condomine: Are you a - ghost?
Elvira Condomine: I suppose I must be. Its all very confusing.
Charles Condomine: A woman in Cynthia Chavitz's position. Would hardly wear false pearls.
Elvira Condomine: Well, they were practically all she was wearing.
Charles Condomine: As I'm pained to observe that seven years in the echoing vaults of eternity have in no way pared your native vulgarity.
Elvira Condomine: That was the remark of a pompous ass.
Charles Condomine: What do you suppose induced Agnes to leave us?
Ruth Condomine: The reason was becoming increasingly obvious, dear.
Charles Condomine: Yes. We must keep Edith in the house more.
Charles Condomine: I told her how profoundly interested I was and she blossomed like a rose.
Ruth Condomine: I gather you got some sort of plan behind all this? I'm not quite a fool.
Charles Condomine: Ruth, Elvira is here! She's standing a few yards away from you.
Ruth Condomine: Yes, dear, I can see her distinctly - under the piano with a zebra.
Charles Condomine: But, Ruth.
Ruth Condomine: I'm not going to stay here arguing any longer.
Charles Condomine: Poor Ruth.
Elvira Condomine: Nuts to Ruth.
Charles Condomine: But, listen, Ruth, please.
Ruth Condomine: I will not listen to any more of this nonsense. I'm going upstairs to bed now. I shall leave you to turn off the lights. I won't be asleep. I'm much too upset. So, you can come in and say good night to me. If you feel like it.
Charles Condomine: Are you to be here indefinitely?
Elvira Condomine: I'm afraid I don't know that either. Why? Would you hate it so much if I was?
Charles Condomine: Well, you must admit, it'd be embarrassing.
Elvira Condomine: I don't see why, really. Its all a question of adjusting one's self.
Elvira Condomine: Oh, I want to cry. But, I don't think I'm able to.
Charles Condomine: Well, what would you want to cry for?
Elvira Condomine: Well, at seeing you again and you being so irascible like you always used to be.
Charles Condomine: Well, I don't mean to be irascible, Elvira.
Elvira Condomine: Darling, I don't mind. Really. I never did.
Ruth Condomine: Will you be in for lunch, Charles?
Charles Condomine: Please don't worry about me. I shall be perfectly happy with a bottle of gin in my bedroom.
Ruth Condomine: Don't be silly dear.
Charles Condomine: I know I wasn't drunk. If I'd been all that drunk, I should have a dreadful hangover, shouldn't I?
Ruth Condomine: I'm not at all sure that you haven't.
Charles Condomine: Well, I haven't the trace of a headache. My tongues not coated. Look at it.
Ruth Condomine: I haven't the least desire to look at your tongue. Kindly put it in again.
Charles Condomine: A good morning. A tremendously good morning! There isn't a cloud in the sky and everything looks newly washed.
Charles Condomine: Promise you'll do what I ask.
Elvira Condomine: Well, that depends on what it is.
Ruth Condomine: Alcohol will ruin your whole life if you allow it to get ahold on you, you know.
Charles Condomine: Once and for all, Ruth, I'd like you to understand that what happened last night was nothing whatever to do with alcohol! I grant you it may have been some form of psychic delusion, but I was stone cold sober from first to last.
Charles Condomine: It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit.
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