Ben Barton:
[Dorothy walks in]
Oh, hello Dorothy.
Dorothy Tuttle:
I'm not talking to you, Ben Barton.
[Dorothy walks past, Ben looks bewildered, follows her]
Dorothy Tuttle:
Grandmother?
Iris Tuttle:
Hello...
Ben Barton:
[to Dorothy]
Bad temper, huh? Well, you come by it honestly.
[gestures towards Iris]
Iris Tuttle:
If that crack's for *me*, I've got a disposition like a cooing *dove*.
[walks toward office, then turns]
Iris Tuttle:
And the next time you even hint I got a bad temper I'm gonna hit ya over the head with one of your own HAMS!
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