Cat on a Hot Tin Roof1958

Maggie:
Oh, poor Big Daddy. I'm fond of him. I'm genuinely fond of that old man. I really am, you know. Oh, when he finds out. I wouldn't want to be the one to tell him. That's why you want to go now.

Brick:
Yeah, that's why I want to leave now. You gotta do this for me, Maggie, please.

Maggie:
And leave the field to Gooper and that wife of his? No sir. Let's face facts, baby. You're a drinker, and that takes money.

Brick:
I don't want his money.

Maggie:
Are you ready to settle for ten cent beer? 'Cause that's just what Gooper will dole out to you when they freeze you out. They got a plan, baby. Oh you should have heard them layin' it on Big Daddy - a mile a minute. Big Mama's already on their side. You're a drinker and I'm childless. We got to beat that plan. We just got to. I-I been so disgustingly poor all my life. That's the truth, Brick.

Brick:
Have you, Maggie?

Maggie:
You-you don't know what it's like to have to suck up to people you can't stand just 'cause they have money. You don't know what it's like. Never havin' any clothes. That dress I married you in was a hand-me-down from a snotty rich cousin I hated. You can be young without money, but you can't be old without it. Where did I fail you? Where did I make my mistake? Make that your last drink until after the party, please honey!