Jean: [after watching Terry's trunks being delivered] When does your baggage get here?
Terry: I'm expecting the bulk of it in the morning.
Jean: We could leave the trunks here and sleep in the hall. There's no use crowding the trunks.
Terry: I don't know what we're going to do when the wolfhounds arrive. I hope you don't mind animals.
Jean: Oh, not at all. I've roomed with a great many of them before.
Terry: Yes, I can see that.
Jean: [after smelling Terry's ermine wrap] Fresh kill?
Terry: Yes, I trapped them myself.
Jean: Do you mind if I ask a personal question?
Terry: Another one?
Jean: Are these trunks full of bodies?
Terry: [pointing to two of the trunks] Just those, but I don't intend to unpack them.
Jean: Well, I was just thinking if the room got too crowded, we could live in the trunks.
Terry: Yes, that's a good idea. You don't mind helping me unpack. Oh, I beg your pardon, you're not the maid, are you? [Terry drapes unpacked articles of clothing over Jean's arm]
Jean: Oh, that's quite all right. What a lovely dress! Whipped up at home by loving hands.
Terry: Every stitch.
Jean: Do you cook too?
Terry: Nothing fancy. Just plain home-cooking.
Jean: I'll bet you could boil a terrific pan of water.
Terry: I see that in addition to your other charms, you have that insolence generated by an inferior upbringing.
Jean: Hmm. Fancy clothes, fancy language and everything.
Terry: Unfortunately, I learned to speak English correctly.
Jean: That won't be of much use to you here - we all speak pig Latin.
Terry: And I use the right knife and fork. I hope you don't mind.
Jean: All you need's the knife.
Terry: I'm expecting the bulk of it in the morning.
Jean: We could leave the trunks here and sleep in the hall. There's no use crowding the trunks.
Terry: I don't know what we're going to do when the wolfhounds arrive. I hope you don't mind animals.
Jean: Oh, not at all. I've roomed with a great many of them before.
Terry: Yes, I can see that.
Jean: [after smelling Terry's ermine wrap] Fresh kill?
Terry: Yes, I trapped them myself.
Jean: Do you mind if I ask a personal question?
Terry: Another one?
Jean: Are these trunks full of bodies?
Terry: [pointing to two of the trunks] Just those, but I don't intend to unpack them.
Jean: Well, I was just thinking if the room got too crowded, we could live in the trunks.
Terry: Yes, that's a good idea. You don't mind helping me unpack. Oh, I beg your pardon, you're not the maid, are you? [Terry drapes unpacked articles of clothing over Jean's arm]
Jean: Oh, that's quite all right. What a lovely dress! Whipped up at home by loving hands.
Terry: Every stitch.
Jean: Do you cook too?
Terry: Nothing fancy. Just plain home-cooking.
Jean: I'll bet you could boil a terrific pan of water.
Terry: I see that in addition to your other charms, you have that insolence generated by an inferior upbringing.
Jean: Hmm. Fancy clothes, fancy language and everything.
Terry: Unfortunately, I learned to speak English correctly.
Jean: That won't be of much use to you here - we all speak pig Latin.
Terry: And I use the right knife and fork. I hope you don't mind.
Jean: All you need's the knife.
Jean : [after watching Terry's trunks being delivered] When does your baggage get here?
Terry : I'm expecting the bulk of it in the morning.
Jean : We could leave the trunks here and sleep in the hall. There's no use crowding the trunks.
Terry : I don't know what we're going to do when the wolfhounds arrive. I hope you don't mind animals.
Jean : Oh, not at all. I've roomed with a great many of them before.
Terry : Yes, I can see that.
Jean : [after smelling Terry's ermine wrap] Fresh kill?
Terry : Yes, I trapped them myself.
Jean : Do you mind if I ask a personal question?
Terry : Another one?
Jean : Are these trunks full of bodies?
Terry : [pointing to two of the trunks] Just those, but I don't intend to unpack them.
Jean : Well, I was just thinking if the room got too crowded, we could live in the trunks.
Terry : Yes, that's a good idea. You don't mind helping me unpack. Oh, I beg your pardon, you're not the maid, are you? [Terry drapes unpacked articles of clothing over Jean's arm]
Jean : Oh, that's quite all right. What a lovely dress! Whipped up at home by loving hands.
Terry : Every stitch.
Jean : Do you cook too?
Terry : Nothing fancy. Just plain home-cooking.
Jean : I'll bet you could boil a terrific pan of water.
Terry : I see that in addition to your other charms, you have that insolence generated by an inferior upbringing.
Jean : Hmm. Fancy clothes, fancy language and everything.
Terry : Unfortunately, I learned to speak English correctly.
Jean : That won't be of much use to you here - we all speak pig Latin.
Terry : And I use the right knife and fork. I hope you don't mind.
Jean : All you need's the knife.
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