Ed Mobely: You know, you have very nice legs.
Nancy Liggett: Aren’t you sweet.
Ed Mobely: Nice nylon stockings too. What holds your stockings up?
Nancy Liggett: There’s a lot your mother should have told you.
Ed Mobely: I didn’t ask my mother. I asked you. It’s, uh, simply a matter of scientific research.
Tina: I’ll go, but before I go, you’ve got to know that I’m sick your spying and fault-finding and meddling–
Delia Lovell: No, Tina!
Tina: You can say what you want to me Mummy, because you understand me and I love you. But she’s just a sour old maid who hates me–
Delia Lovell: Tina!
Tina: –because I’m young and attractive and in love, while she’s old and hideous and dried up and has never known anything about love!