MOTHER BAUMERT
[After a pause.] Give Ansorge his soup out o' the oven, Bertha.
BERTHA
Here, father Ansorge, it'll do you good.
ANSORGE
[Eating and shedding tears.] Well, well, well!
[OLD BAUMERT has begun to eat the meat out of the saucepan.
MOTHER BAUMERT
Father, father, can't you have patience an' let Bertha serve it up properly?