Two Against the World

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
It's so boring to be an extremist.

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
Think so? What are you?

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
I? Oh, a pleasure loving child from the gilded generation. I love dancing, tennis, music, travel, and what have you.

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
It depends on what extreme you like, I suppose, whether or not you find it boring.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
I see, in other words, we're both extremist.

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
Well, if you like the word.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
May I have the ketchup?

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
Well, at least we have one thing in common.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
Ketchup?

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
Let's see, what the doozies do they say now? Oh, yeah. A book of verse beneath the bough. A jug of wine. A loaf of bread.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
A plate of beans. And thou.

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
And thou.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
And thou beside me singing in the wilderness.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
Hungry?

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
Do you want to go to The Coffee Mug?

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
No, let's go to my Club, we can dance.

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
Nah, not on your life.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
Oh, please, I love dancing at noon.

Mr. David 'Dave' Norton:
I never dance during business hours, its too distracting.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
Just this once?

Corinne Walton:
Bob!

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
Now, where's he going?

Corinne Walton:
He's going over to have it out with Vic.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
What's his number?

Corinne Walton:
University 4-1-6-1.

Bob Hamilton:
I won't let you take the blame, you hear me. I won't!

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
But, Bob, why get so excited? I told you a dozen times, that David's going to take care of everything.

Bob Hamilton:
But, don't you see, I'm not going to let them hound you like this anymore! I've got to do something!

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
Darling, whatever you do, you'll only make matters worse. Can't you realize it! What is it Stevens?

Stevens - Hamiltons' Butler:
Mr. Norton has called.

Miss Adele 'Dell' Hamilton:
Well, have him come in. Now, listen Bob, buck up. Don't let him see you this way.

Radio Commentator:
And that's all the news I could gather from Hollywood, until tomorrow. And now, I want to take you to the Hamilton murder trial... Waiting her turn to take the stand, Dell Hamilton, paler than usual, they say that rouge is upsetting to the jury. Ha-ha-ha... My dears, you should have been in the courtroom today... And, my dear, she had on the sheerest stockings you have ever seen... I caught the glance of a juryman gazing into her Mediterranean blue eyes. Ha-ha-ha...