Their Own Desire

[Lally, having just learned from her father that he is divorcing her mother to marry another woman, enters her mother's room.]

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Well, he's washed us up...given us the air. [Mother weeps inconsolably as Lally lights a cigarette.]

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Oh, Mother, haven't you any pride?

Harriet Marlett:
[between sobs] Oh Lally! What's pride when you care for a man--when you...when you...really...really care?

John Douglas Cheever:
I was willing you to come to me, and you have. So it's alright, but don't send me away again because I won't go.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Send you away? Do you think I want to send you away, Jacky?

John Douglas Cheever:
I've got the little ol' canoe down at the landing; let me run you over to the little ol' love nest.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Gee, Dad, that goal was a peachy one. Just a dandy shot!

Marlett:
You youngsters! You think that life is all over at 25 to 30, eh? No more emotions, no more thrills, no more romance for the middle age. Well, oh, kid, let me tell you, nature has changed all that. We do surge with emotions. We do have thrills and we do thirst for romance. That last romance.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
It looks as if our friend Mrs. Cheever were trying to vamp Dad!

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Look at her Minnie. Can you tie that? Sobbing, cause she's gonna leave Dad for three months.

Minnie:
'Tis a sad world. Surein' it's us women that knows it.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Oh, what a sap I was!

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
I suppose you think she's a little fat. A bit dowdy. Not much like the slim, slick Mrs. Cheever, is she?

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
I'm sorry to have talked so long. But, we shan't ever talk together again, you know. Good-bye.

John Douglas Cheever:
Hey, woman! Don't high-hat me!

John Douglas Cheever:
Hello, Millie. How's my little pal?

Mildred:
Why all the grease? I'm going to swim across the pool not the channel.

John Douglas Cheever:
See, you can dance.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
No kid.

John Douglas Cheever:
How many fellas have told you that?

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Oh, as many as ever danced with me.

John Douglas Cheever:
How many is that?

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Ever so.

John Douglas Cheever:
If you pucker your lips again that way I'll - Has anyone ever kissed you?

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
What do you think?

John Douglas Cheever:
Come on outside.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
No.

John Douglas Cheever:
I dare you to.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
That's different!

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Whoopie!

John Douglas Cheever:
Put this around you, you might get cold.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
You think I'm the cold type?

John Douglas Cheever:
I'll tell you about that later.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
I make no promises.

John Douglas Cheever:
Oh, relax baby, relax. What's the matter - you afraid to?

John Douglas Cheever:
Gee, you look ripping!

John Douglas Cheever:
Come on, now. You like me a little bit, don't you?

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
I hate you like the devil - ha-ha - I don't think.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
To think that we could dance and play around together last night, without even getting each other's names. I must have been crazy!

John Douglas Cheever:
I want to speak to you please.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Speak your peace.

John Douglas Cheever:
Not here, down in the arbor.

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
The necking nook? No!

Lucia 'Lally' Marlett:
Say, that strong arm stuff may slay your other lady friends; but, it doesn't hit with me.

John Douglas Cheever:
Oh, now, don't be a Jenny mule. Just do as Papa says.