The Reluctant Debutante

Sheila Broadbent:
What! David Fenner? Let me speak to him again. David, this is Sheila. About your mother, darling...

David Fenner:
Well, I'm afraid she's dead, actually.

Sheila Broadbent:
Yes, I know, darling, that's why I'm so sorry about asking you to give her my love.

David Fenner:
I'm afraid I can't, because she's dead.

Sheila Broadbent:
I know, darling, that's why I'm so sorry. It was such a silly mistake to make.

David Fenner:
Well, she couldn't help it, actually.

Sheila Broadbent:
No, darling, it's Jane. She's no good with men. She doesn't know any, and she doesn't want to know any.

Jimmy Broadbent:
Well, she's a wise girl.

Sheila Broadbent:
Oh, darling, it isn't funny. Now, you've got to talk to her.

Jimmy Broadbent:
Talk to her? Why should I?

Sheila Broadbent:
Well, because you're a man, and you can tell her what the young men want.

Jimmy Broadbent:
[leering undertone] My dear!

Sheila Broadbent:
Oh, don't be silly, darling, of course you can. I'm sure they don't change that much.

Jimmy Broadbent:
No, you bet they don't.