BAUER. Miene, we must go away. I can't stand it here no longer.
MRS. BAUER. But there's not such another good place, Fritz—and the movin'....
BAUER. I say I can't stand it.
MRS. BAUER. [Desperately.] It ... it would be just the same any other place.
BAUER. Just the same?
MRS. BAUER. Yes, something'd go wrong anyhow.
BAUER. You think I'm a regular Jonah.
[He shakes his head repeatedly in the affirmative, as though wholly embracing her point of view.
MRS. BAUER. Folks don't get to know you. They hear you hollerin' 'round and they think you beat the children and kick the dogs and cats.
BAUER. Do I ever lick the children when they don't need it?