Maynard:
What's the matter?
Dolly Fletcher:
Nothing. It's love in bloom.
Maynard:
Goodbye. I've watched it bloom before.
Willy Grogan:
Look, Dolly... this may seem funny to you but... the kid doesn't know about us.
Dolly Fletcher:
I gathered that much. I can even quote you. "Rose, this is Miss What's-her-name. She just happened to drop by this morning." Were you so scared, you couldn't even remember my name?
Willy Grogan:
Dolly...
Dolly Fletcher:
What is there to know about us anyway? Am I a lady barber or something? They've got sex in the Bronx, too, so what's the mystery?
Willy Grogan:
I'm only trying to tell you, she's only a baby... a protected baby.
Dolly Fletcher:
Oh come off it! Babies aren't built like that. And besides... if you're such a blue-nosed puritan about your sister... then - - just forget it.
Willy Grogan:
I just didn't know she was coming up here, understand? I-I-I just wasn't prepared.
Dolly Fletcher:
I know. You're not prepared for a lot of things. I'm beginning to get the idea.
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