The Women1939

Sylvia Fowler:
Well heaven be praised I'm on to my husband, I wouldn't trust him on Alcatraz, the mouse.

Peggy Day:
Sylvia you oughtn't talk about him like that, why I think it's disloyal!

Sylvia Fowler:
Oh now listen Peggy, do we know how the men talk about us when we're not around?

Nancy Blake:
I've heard rumours.

Sylvia Fowler:
Exactly... And uh... While we're on the subject, have either of you wondered whether the master of this maison might not be straying?

Nancy Blake:
I haven't.

Sylvia Fowler:
Well, for all you know Mary Haines may be living in a fool's paradise.

Nancy Blake:
You're so resourcful darling, I ought to go to you for plots.

Sylvia Fowler:
You ought to go to someone.