MARTHA. I'm sure I'm very grateful to you, Zack.
ZACK. Well, I often get up famished from my meals, and it's a fight to keep from feeling in my pocket, but I'm managing without.
MARTHA. Yes, and I—— Oh, Zack, I'm grateful. I am, really.
ZACK. I know you are.
MARTHA. Yes, but I want you to know I am, and if anything's going to come to you unpleasant, it's not my fault.
ZACK. Unpleasant?
MARTHA. I'm being driven, Zack. I'd never dream of such a thing myself.
ZACK. What ever is it?
MARTHA. It's father, Zack.
ZACK. Again? What's he broke now?