Ulsa: (Emphatically) You’re a fool!
Mr. Icky: Tut-tut! ... One should not judge ... Charity, my girl. What was it Nero said?—“With malice toward none, with charity toward all—”
Peter: That wasn’t Nero. That was John Drinkwater.
Mr. Icky: Come! Who is this Frank? Who is this Jack?
Divine: (Morosely) Gotch.
Ulsa: Dempsey.
Divine: We were arguing that if they were deadly enemies and locked in a room together which one would come out alive. Now I claimed that Jack Dempsey would take one—
Ulsa: (Angrily) Rot! He wouldn’t have a—
Divine: (Quickly) You win.
Ulsa: Then I love you again.