A New Leaf

Henry Graham:
I have no mind as far as I can tell.

Henrietta:
Have you ever tasted Mogen-David extra-heavy malaga wine with soda water and lime juice?

Uncle Harry:
You are an aging youth!

Henry Graham:
What frond is in your token?

Henry Graham:
Excuse me, you're not by any chance related to the Boston Hitlers?

Bo:
He was an industrialist or a composer. Something like that.

Henry Graham:
She's not engaged?

Bo:
No, she's a botanist.

Henry Graham:
Tell me about yourself, Miss Lowell -- your work, your hopes, your dreams.

Henrietta Lowell:
Well, I work as a teacher and I also do field work and write monographs. My hope is to discover a new variety of fern that has never been described or classified. I don't know what my dream is. Do you think it could be the same as my hope? Well, at any rate, that is my work and my hope except for my dream, which I'm not sure of.

Henry Graham:
If you can't be immortal, why bother?

Harold:
Should I serve you breakfast in bed, or would you like me to follow you about with the tray?

Henry Graham:
The only difference between us is I am a man and you are a woman and we don't have to let that interfere if we are reasonably careful.

Henrietta Lowell:
Did you hurt yourself?

Henrietta Lowell:
Really, Andrew. I don't see why you take it for granted that the only reason someone would marry me is for my money. There may be some other basis, you know.

Andy McPherson:
Oh my God! Oh my God! Of course, Henrietta! Haven't I proposed to you these past ten years on whatever other basis there is?

Andy McPherson:
Who do I know who's pregnant and a good sport?

Andy McPherson:
Any sex-starved half-wit would see that stuff's a line!

Henry Graham:
Oh, no. I forgot to check her before she went to school this morning. She'll be walking around all day with price tags dangling from her sleeves.

Harold:
I took the liberty, sir.

Henry Graham:
Thank you, Harold. Was she free of crumbs?

Harold:
Only a slight sprinkling, sir.

Henrietta Lowell:
They say if you don't scratch, it itches less.

Henry Graham:
Well, they're wrong. It only looks like it itches less because you're not scratching.