The Swimmer1968

Ned Merrill:
How's the family, Howie?

Howie Hunsacker:
My oldest boy just won the American Legion Scholarship Award. Straight A's this year.

Ned Merrill:
That's wonderful...

Lillian Hunsacker:
[Butting in] Yeah, then we bring our kids up to behave themselves. We don't let *our* kids run around drunk, wrecking cars.

Jack Finney:
He kept his daughters' names outta' the paper *that* time.

Sylvia Finney:
I'll bet *that* check didn't bounce!

Ned Merrill:
[Getting agitated] You leave my daughters out of this!

Sylvia Finney:
Well, why didn't you teach 'em some manners?

Lillian Hunsacker:
Ah, those girls never paid no attention to him.

Howie Hunsacker:
You, shut up...

Lillian Hunsacker:
Look, I'm not blaming the girls. It's him. Always chummin' around with the kids, tryin' to be "one of the gang."

Ned Merrill:
My daughters worship me. The love me and respect me. Because I'm their father. And they respect me. They respect me!

Lillian Hunsacker:
[Sarcastically] Yeah?

Ned Merrill:
My girls love me.

Lillian Hunsacker:
How many times we heard those girls talkin' in our place. We heard your girls givin' you the raspberry.

Ned Merrill:
You're a liar.

Howie Hunsacker:
Come on, Mr. Merrill, don't talk to my wife that way.

Ned Merrill:
She's a goddamned liar!

Howie Hunsacker:
Wanna' know what your girls thought of you, Mr. Merrill? Your girls laughed at you. I heard them. They thought you were a great big joke! [Ned, disgusted, angrily shoves Howie aside and runs off]