Jerry. Char-lit! Have you got the Saturday Evening Post?
There is no reply.
Char-lit!
Still no reply.
Charlotte [with syrupy recrimination]. You didn’t bother to answer me, so I don’t think I should bother to answer you.
Jerry [indignant, incredulous]. Answer you what?
Charlotte. You know what I mean.
Jerry. I mos’ certainly do not.
Charlotte. I asked you to wind up the graphophone.