I knew well enough you're different, or I'd never have married
you. But at the same time--
FRED
Well, I'm going to show you that a _real_ man don't get over the fun of
being married to a peach like you in just two weeks. You don't want me to,
do you?
MARIAN
Course not, Fred! Didn't I say you were different? But I don't want you to
set a pace you can't keep up. You'd hate me in no time if I did.
FRED
I couldn't hate _you_, girlie! Besides, isn't this our first night back in
the old town? We shan't be having dinner out like this every day.
MARIAN
Well, only I don't want to have you flop all of a sudden, like _he_ did.
What'll you have, a cocktail?
FRED
Let's see.... What's the matter, Marian?
MARIAN
Sh! Don't turn round!
FRED
What's up?
MARIAN
_Him!_
FRED
Him who?
MARIAN
_George!_
FRED
Good Lord! Well, don't mind _him_. He hasn't got anything on you now.
You're _mine_.
MARIAN
Sure I am. He isn't looking. He's with a woman. By jingo! It's that
millinery kid!
FRED
What millinery kid? Besides, what difference does it make? Let him have a
hundred, if he wants 'em.
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