Lolita1962

Humbert:
I thought we understood. No dates!

Lolita:
What do you mean, no dates?...

Humbert:
I don't want you around them. They're nasty-minded boys.

Lolita:
Oh, you're a fine one to talk about someone else's mind.

Humbert:
Don't avoid the issue. I told you, 'No dates.'

Lolita:
It wasn't a date.

Humbert:
It was a date.

Lolita:
It wasn't a date.

Humbert:
It was a date, Lolita.

Lolita:
It was not a date.

Humbert:
IT WAS A DATE!

Lolita:
It wasn't a date.

Humbert:
Well, whatever it was that you had yesterday afternoon, I don't want you to have again. While we're on the subject, how did you come to be so late on Saturday afternoon?

Lolita:
Saturday I went to my piano lesson.

Humbert:
Your piano lesson? I thought that was on Wednesday.

Lolita:
No, it's changed to Saturday, remember? Between 2:00 and 4:00, Miss Starch, piano. Ask Michele. She was with me.

Humbert:
"Ask Michele," that's what you always say. Well, now for a change, I'm going to ask you something about Michele.

Lolita:
You can't have her. She belongs to a Marine.

Humbert:
I will ignore that idiotic joke. Why does she [Michelle] give me these searching looks whenever she comes to the house?

Lolita:
How should I know?

Humbert:
Have you told her anything about us?

Lolita:
No. Have you?

Humbert:
You've told her nothing -

Lolita:
You think I'm crazy?