"No."
"Want me to read to you?"
"No, dear."
"What the devil do you want? Oh, I'm sorry, Jimmie! I believe I've got nerves. Never knew there were such things before."
"Pat, stop the chair."
"What's the idea, Jimmie?"
"Come around here where I can see you."
"As per order."
"I know the man."
"What man?"