KATHLEEN
Sure, I must tashte it.
DAVID [Shaking his head, mysteriously]
Only little boys get that tashte.
KATHLEEN
That's quare.
DAVID [Smiling]
Very quare. And then one day my uncle sent the old lady a ticket to come to America. But it is not so happy for her here because you see my uncle has to be near his theatre and can't live in the Jewish quarter, and so nobody understands her, and she sits all the livelong day alone—alone with her book and her religion and her memories——
KATHLEEN [Breaking down]