All About Eve1950

Bill:
The gong rang, the fight's over. Calm down.

Margo:
I will not calm down.

Bill:
Don't calm down.

Margo:
You're being terribly tolerant, aren't you?

Bill:
I'm trying terribly hard.

Margo:
But you needn't be. I will not be tolerated and I will not be plotted against.

Bill:
Here we go.

Margo:
Such nonsense. What do you all take me for - Little Nell from the country? Been my understudy for over a week without my knowing it, carefully hidden no doubt.

Bill:
I am sick and tired of these paranoiac outbursts

Margo:
Paranoiac!

Bill:
For the last time, I'll tell it to you. You've got to stop hurting yourself and me and the two of us by these paranoiac tantrums.

Margo:
Oh that word again, I don't even know what it means.

Bill:
Well it's about time you found out. I love you.

Margo:
Ha!

Bill:
I love you! You're a beautiful and an intelligent woman ...

Margo:
A body with a voice!

Bill:
A beautiful and an intelligent woman and a great actress. A great actress at the peak of her career. You have every reason for happiness.

Margo:
Except happiness!

Bill:
But due to some strange, uncontrollable, unconscious drive, you permit the slightest action of a kid ...

Margo:
(Sneering) A kid.

Bill:
... of a kid like Eve to turn you into an hysterical, screaming harpy. Now, once and for all, stop it!

Margo:
It's obvious you're not a woman.

Bill:
I've been aware of that for some time.

Margo:
Well I am.

Bill:
I'll say.

Margo:
Don't be condescending.

Bill:
C'mon, get up. I'll buy you a drink.

Margo:
I'll admit I may have seen better days, but I'm still not to be had for the price of a cocktail, like a salted peanut.