Peggy O'Brien:
Oh, er, hello, Dorothy. Oh, er, this is my room-mate, and this is Joan.
Joan Butterfield:
How do you do?
Dorothy Moore:
Do you mind if I'm not pleased to meet her?
Peggy O'Brien:
[laughs weakly]
Cute kid! Listen, she has no place to stay so I asked her to stay here tonight.
Dorothy Moore:
Did it ever occur to you that I might have something to say about that? After all, I pay half the room rent.
Peggy O'Brien:
Aw, now, Dorothy, the poor kid has no place else to go.
Joan Butterfield:
Please, I don't want to cause any trouble.
Peggy O'Brien:
Oh, she don't need cause to start any trouble.
Dorothy Moore:
Nobody can talk to me like that. I'm leaving!
Joan Butterfield:
Oh, please...
Peggy O'Brien:
Oh, now, let her go.
Dorothy Moore:
That's what I get for mixing with riffraff!
[exits]
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