Arsenic and Old Lace Lines Flashcards
(187 cards)
KLEIN: You can bet that anybody who comes here lookin’ for a room goes away with a good meal and probably a few dollars in their kick.
BROPHY: It’s just their way of digging up people to do some good to.
MARTHA: (enter) Well, now, isn’t this nice?
MARTHA: (enter) Well, now, isn’t this nice?
BROPHY: Good Afternoon, Miss Brewster.
MARTHA: How do you do, Mrs. Brophy? Dr. Harper. Ms. Klein.
MARTHA: How do you do, Mr. Brophy? Dr. Harper. Mr. Klein.
KLEIN: How are you, Miss Brewster? We dropped in to get the Christmas toys.
MARTHA: Oh, yes, Teddy’s Army and Navy. They wear out. They’re all packed.
MARTHA: Oh, yes, Teddy’s Army and Navy. They wear out. They’re all packed.
BROPHY: The Colonel’s upstairs after them– It seems the Cabinet has to OK it.
MARTHA: Yes, of course. I hope Mrs. Brophy’s better?
MARTHA: Yes, of course. I hope Mrs. Brophy’s better?
BROPHY: She’s doin’ fine ma’am. Your sister’s getting some soup for me to take to her.
MARTHA: Oh, yes, we made it this morning. I just took some to a poor man who broke ever so many bones.
MARTHA: Oh, yes, we made it this morning. I just took some to a poor man who broke ever so many bones.
ABBY: Oh, you’re back, Martha. How was Mr. Benitzky?
MARTHA: Well, dear, it’s pretty serious, I’m afraid. The doctor was there. He’s going to amputate in the morning.
MARTHA: Well, dear, it’s pretty serious, I’m afraid. The doctor was there. He’s going to amputate in the morning.
ABBY: Can we be present?
MARTHA: No, I asked him, but he says it’s against the rules of the hospital.
KLIEN: This is fine– it’ll make lots of kids happy. That O’Malley boy is nuts about soldiers.
TEDDY: That’s General Miles. I’ve retired him. What’s this? The Oregon!
MARTHA: Teddy, dear, put it back.
ABBY: Now, Teddy–
TEDDY: No, I’ve given my word to Fighting Bob Evans.
MARTHA: But, Teddy–
TEDDY: Charge! Charge the blockhouse!
HARPER: The blockhouse?
MARTHA: The stairs are always San Juan Hill.
HARPER: Have you ever tried to persuade him that he wasn’t Teddy Roosevelt?
ABBY: Oh, no!
MARTHA: He’s so happy being Teddy Roosevelt.
MARTHA: He’s so happy being Teddy Roosevelt.
ABBY: Once, a long time ago– remember, Martha? We thought if he would be George Washington it might be a change for him–
MARTHA: But he stayed under his bed for days and just wouldn’t be anybody.
ABBY: And we’d much rather he be Mr. Roosevelt than nobody.
HARPER: Well, if he’s happy– and what’s more important you’re happy– you’ll see that he signs these.
MARTHA: What are they?
MARTHA: What are they?
ABBY: Dr. Harper has made all the arrangements for Teddy to go to Happy Dale Sanitarium after we pass on.
MARTHA: But why should Teddy sign any papers now?
MARTHA: But why should Teddy sign any papers now?
HARPER: It’s better to have it all settled. If the Lord should take you away suddenly perhaps we couldn’t persuade Teddy to commit himself and that would mean an unpleasant legal procedure. Mrs. Witherspoon understands they’re to be filed away until the time comes to use them.
MARTHA: Mrs. Witherspoon? Who’s she?
HARPER: I’d better be running along or Elaine will be over here looking for me.
ABBY: Give our love to Elaine– and Dr. Harper, please don’t think harshly of Mortimer because he’s a dramatic critic. Somebody has to do those things.
(start cleaning tea)
MARTHA: Did you just have tea? Isn’t it rather late?
MARTHA: Did you just have tea? Isn’t it rather late?
ABBY: Yes– and dinner’s going to be late too.
MARTHA: So? Why?
ABBY: Teddy! Good news for you. You’re going to Panama and dig another lock of the canal!
TEDDY: Dee-lighted! That’s bully! Just bully! I shall prepare at once for the journey! CHARGEEE
MARTHA: Abby! While I was out?
MARTHA: Abby! While I was out?
ABBY: Yes, dear! I just couldn’t wait for you and I didn’t know when you’d be back and Dr. Harper was coming.
MARTHA: But all by yourself?
MARTHA: But all by yourself?
ABBY: Oh, I got along fine!
MARTHA: I’ll run right downstairs and see.
MARTHA: I’ll run right downstairs and see.
ABBY: Oh, no. There wasn’t time and I was all alone.
MARTHA: Well–
ABBY:…look in the window seat.
(all but skip to seat until interrupted by Elaine)
ELAINE: Good afternoon, Miss Abby. Good Afternoon Miss Martha. I thought Father was here.
MARTHA: He just this minute left. Didn’t you meet him?
ABBY: No, dear.
ELAINE: Oh? He asked me to meet him here. Do you mind if I wait?
MARTHA: Not at all.
MARTHA: Not at all.
ABBY: Why don’t you sit down, dear?
MARTHA: But we really must speak to Mortimer about doing this to you.