BIRDIE: Oh, there's no hurry. Every place is open.
ALGERNON: Don't sass me, Birdie Bedslatz, but clear out, scat!!!!
BIRDIE: Ain't he the awful scamp? (Starts to door.)
GLADYS: (Clinging to her.) No, you cannot, must not go. Don't leave me alone with that piano mover.
BIRDIE: I must go. I have poison to buy. (At door.) Ah, Algernon O'Flaherty, if there was more men in the world like you, there'd be less women like me—I just love to say that. Ta—ta. (PHONSIE blows pea-shooter at her as she Exits. She screams and grabs cheek.)
ALGERNON: (To GLADYS back.) So, proud beauty, at last we are alone!
GLADYS: Inhuman monster!!! What new villainy do you propose?
ALGERNON: None, it's all old stuff. Listen, Gladys. When I see you again, all the old love revives and I grow mad, mad.
GLADYS: You dare to speak of love to me? Why, from the first moment I saw you, I despised you. And now I tell you to your face that I hate and loathe you, for the vile, contemptible wretch that you are.
ALGERNON: (Center.) Be careful, girl! I can give you wealth, money, jewels—jewels fit for a king's ransom.