Celia: And the scissors.
Conan: Will you drive me out of the house or
will I drive you out of it!
Celia: Ah, be easy!
Conan: I will not be easy!
Celia: (Pushing him back in a chair.) It will
delight the world to see the way I'll send you out!
Conan: Is the universe gone distracted mad!
Celia: Be quiet now!
Conan: Leave your hold of me!
Celia: One stir, and the scissors will run into
you!
(Sings "With a snippet, a snippet, a snippet.")