- Marguerite Collins: Here I am, tied to a little shop. Ah well. We must try to smile, eh? But it is lonely. My husband is in a hospital in France. The war.
- William Marble: Where was he wounded?
- Marguerite Collins: Ohhh...
- [shakes head]
- Marguerite Collins: . That I cannot tell you. Oh, it is terrible!
- Annie Marble: Oh, Will. Will, could you, could you manage to let me have a little something for Winnie's school? They spoke to her again about it, yesterday. It's very awkward for her.
- William Marble: For the love of...
- Annie Marble: Oh, it'd be such a pity for her to have to give up the course. She's getting along so nicely in her shorthand.
- William Marble: I can't do it, Annie.
- Winnie Marble: Oh, please Daddy, I wish you could. If I can only keep on a little bit longer, then I'll be a full fledged stenographer. Then, I can help.
- Annie Marble: That's right, Will.
- Winnie Marble: Have you seen many kangaroos?
- James Medland: Kangaroos? Why, rather, I, I've hunted them quite a bit.
- Winnie Marble: Oh, I say! Ha-ha.
- James Medland: Well, look here, I mustn't stop long, I really have to go.
- William Marble: That's alright. There's no hurry, is there? Seeing you're a gay, young bachelor. Ha!
- William Marble: That's why I say, you're lucky to have turned up when you did.
- James Medland: But, why? What's it got to do with me?
- William Marble: You've got the capital and I've got the knowledge. It seems to me we ought to make a pretty strong combination.
- James Medland: Oh, I've really very little money that I can touch and I'm not sure I want to...
- William Marble: You only need a little. You've probably got enough in your case!
- James Medland: No, thanks. I'm not keen on it.
- William Marble: But, dash it all! You don't object to making money do you? If the Franc goes to 60 and you've bought tonight you'd make a hundred per cent of your money. But, if you bought it on margin, you'd make a thousand!
- William Marble: Who's that?
- Annie Marble: Why, what's the matter, dear?
- William Marble: Nothing.
- Winnie Marble: Hello, Mr. Hammond.
- Hammond: Hello, yourself, young woman. Hello, Will.
- William Marble: Oh, it's you.
- Hammond: Who did you think it was? Rita Garbo! Ha-ha-ha! Hello, Mrs. M.
- Annie Marble: Nicely, thank you.
- Hammond: That's good. Well, Will, how's the world treating you?
- William Marble: Alright. And you?
- Hammond: Mustn't grumble.
- Hammond: Well, I'll be blow!
- Annie Marble: I am worried. He acts so strange!
- Hammond: I never saw such a thing in me life.
- William Marble: Well, ha! Here's to ya!
- Winnie Marble: Will, have you made some money?
- William Marble: A little, nothing much. Just about enough to keep us all in luxury for the rest of our lives. That's all.
- Annie Marble: Dad?
- Winnie Marble: How much do you mean?
- William Marble: Well, the right side of 30,000 pounds, shall we say.
- Annie Marble: 30,000 pounds!
- Winnie Marble: 30,000, Daddy!
- Annie Marble: Will, how can you have made all that?
- William Marble: Perhaps 'cause I'm not quite a fool as you thought, Annie. Ha! I gambled in Francs and it happened to come off. You wouldn't understand.
- Winnie Marble: Oh, that's marvelous!
- William Marble: That's an idea. You need a good holiday, Annie. How would you like a stay at a swanky hotel? Somewhere larger where there's a band and a pier. Hey, Winnie?
- Winnie Marble: Oh, that'd be marvelous, Daddy! Wouldn't it, Mum? We'd meet lots of nice people, ladies and gentlemen, I mean.
- William Marble: Oh, you'll be in with all the nobs, Winnie. You'll be looking down at your old father, likely enough, before long.
- Winnie Marble: Oh, no, Dad, I won't. Never. Mum, we'll have to dress every night for dinner. I shall need lots of new clothes! I'll go make a list! Oh, this is too marvelous!
- Marguerite Collins: Oh!
- [Noticing a painting on the wall of a stag]
- Marguerite Collins: How interesting. It's so... male.
- William Marble: Beg your pardon?
- Marguerite Collins: It so, what you say, he-man.
- William Marble: Oh, I see.
- Marguerite Collins: Ha-ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha. Oh!
- [Noticing a charcoal painting of nude]
- Marguerite Collins: Oh-la-la! Ha-ha-ha.
- William Marble: Oh, do you smoke?
- Marguerite Collins: Thank you, yes.
- William Marble: I say, what's your name?
- Marguerite Collins: Marguerite. But, my friends, they call me Rita.
- William Marble: Including me?
- Marguerite Collins: If you like. I think your wife would be a little, eh, surprised, eh?
- William Marble: Shouldn't call you that in front of her.
- Marguerite Collins: Oh, I think you are a very naughty man.
- William Marble: It's your fault, you know, if I am.
- Marguerite Collins: My fault? But why, if you please?
- William Marble: Oh, your, I should like to have a talk with you, sometime. Your so wonderful. I've never met anyone like you before. I wonder if you and I...
- Marguerite Collins: Ha-ha-ha.
- William Marble: What are you laughing at?
- Marguerite Collins: Oh, you amuse me so much. You big masterful men. No sooner have you thought of something that you want, when, voila... but, what about me? Have I nothing to say in the matter?
- William Marble: Of course. but, I sort of thought, if you're lonely, well, I'm lonely, too.
- Marguerite Collins: Oh. Ha-ha. But, I only tease you.
- William Marble: You must go away at once. My wife is ill, terribly ill
- Marguerite Collins: What?
- William Marble: She mustn't know you are here. It would upset her.
- Marguerite Collins: Ha-ha-ha. So, you are so fond of her now?
- William Marble: Yes, I am.
- Marguerite Collins: What? That old bundle of rags.
- William Marble: Keep your filthy mouth shut!
- Marguerite Collins: 500 pounds, please. I should ask for much more. Only I remember how much I love you, once.
- William Marble: You're as hard as nails, aren't you?
- Marguerite Collins: Well, you used to think so, once.
- William Marble: When I think I ever could have wanted you, it makes me feel sick.
- Mr. Evans: My word, a taxi, if you please! I say, take look at our neighbors, will you. They're off to the seaside.
- Marguerite Collins: Is it true, they have made some money?
- Mr. Evans: Some money? He made a fortune!
- Marguerite Collins: Oh. Is that his wife, in the dreadful clothes?
- Mr. Evans: Yes. And that's his kid. The stuck up little baggage!
- Mr. Cuhlen, the butcher: Mr. Marble.
- William Marble: Eh, morning, Cuhlen.
- Mr. Cuhlen, the butcher: You promised to settle your accounts at the first of the month. Today's the tenth and I ain't seen a copper.