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Helen : Oh, April! I can't tell you how pleased I am. Oh, but I expect you'll
be needing a bigger house, now. Won't you ?
John : Hold it a second, Ma. Hold on a second, Ma. I don't get this. I mean,
what's so obvious about it ? I mean, okay, she's pregnant. So what ? Don't people
have babies in Europe ?
Frank : Suppose we just say that people anywhere aren't very well advised to
have babies unless they can afford them.
John : Okay. Okay, it's a question of money. Money's a good reason...But it's
hardly ever the real reason. What's the real reason? Wife talks
you out of it, or
what ? Little woman decide she isn't quite ready to quit playing
house ? Nah, nah, that's not it. I can tell. She looks too tough
and adequate as hell. Okay, then. It must've been you. What happened?
Helen : John, please, you're being very...
John : What happened, Frank ?
You get cold
feet ? You decide you're better
off here after all ?
You figure...it's more comfy here in old Hopeless Emptiness after all? Huh? Wow,
that did it! Look at his face! What's the matter, Wheeler ? Am
I getting warm ?
Howard : All right, son. I think we'd better be …
John : You know something ? I wouldn't be surprised if he
knocked
her up on purpose
just so he could spend the rest of his life hiding behind that maternity
dress. That way he never has to find out what he's really made
of.
Frank : Now look, I think that's just about enough out of you. I mean, who the
hell do you think you are ? You come in here and say whatever crazy God damn
thing comes into your head.
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