The Witches1990

Mr. Stringer:
I'm sorry, madam, but I cannot permit mice in my hotel.

Helga:
How dare you say that when your rotten hotel is full of rats anyway?

Mr. Stringer:
Rats? There are no rats in this hotel!

Helga:
I saw one this morning running along the corridor, into the kitchens.

Mr. Stringer:
Madam, you only arrived in the hotel this afternoon.

Helga:
[scoffs] Morning, afternoon, I saw a rat in your hotel, and if matters do not improve, I shall have to report you to the public health authorities.

Mr. Stringer:
Look, madam, I'm not prepared...

Luke:
The cakes in the lounge are nibbled around the edges, too. I can show you.

Helga:
If you are not careful, the health people will order the whole hotel closed before everyone gets typhoid fever.

Mr. Stringer:
You can't be serious, madam!

Helga:
I have never been more serious in my life. Now - will you or will you not let my grandchild keep his hygienic and perfectly harmless pet mice?