Mildred Pierce1945

Mildred:
Wally, do me a favor...Take Veda home.

Wally:
What?

Veda:
Anyone would think I was a child.

Mildred:
You are, and besides, it's past your bedtime.

Wally:
Well it's not way past my bedtime. [To Mildred] Besides, I want to take you home.

Mildred:
Wally, I've got to close up. I'll go home with Ida. Please, come on.

Wally:
OK, OK. Sure was a big night for me. I come out looking for an evening of fun and laughter and what do I get? Dishpan hands and a date with a Girl Scout.

Mildred:
Good night, darling.

Veda:
Good night, Mother. Goodnight, Mr. Beragon. Thank you for everything. I trust that we may meet again very soon.

Monte:
Oh, I hope so.

Wally:
Thank you for a divine evening, Mrs. Pierce. And I trust that I might see you again in the not too distant future. [To Monte] Good night. [To Veda] Come on, small fry. Come on, hurry up. [As he leaves, Wally leers at Ida]

Ida:
Leave something on me. I might catch cold.

Wally:
Just thinking. Not about you.