Sparkes: Mrs. Hughes - Ralph!
[She motions for Mrs. Hughes to look. Ralph sitting is in a chair, using a knife to slice a lacy garment into shreds]
Mrs. Hughes: Ralph!
[He looks at her briefly, then continues slicing]
Mrs. Hughes: Put that knife away!
[Again he pauses, but then continues with the knife]
Mrs. Hughes: Try to remember - if it weren't for your temper, you wouldn't be in this awful trouble today.
Ralph Hughes: I'm sorry.

Mrs. Hughes: [after interviewing Julia for a live-in secretarial position] She's perfect.
Ralph Hughes: There's even a small resemblance.

Mrs. Hughes: [Ralph picks up a large fragment of a broken mirror. He smashes it down on the table, shattering it into pieces] Ralph, stop that!

Ralph Hughes: Ah, good evening, Miss Ross.
Julia Ross: Good evening.
Ralph Hughes: I'm the doorman tonight. Mother's gone to bed, the maids have gone to the cinema, and - well, I hope you don't mind my showing you up to your room.
Julia Ross: Not at all.
Ralph Hughes: Please, let me help you.

Ralph Hughes: Don't huddle way over there in the corner. You should sit closer so that people can see what a handsome couple we are!

Ralph Hughes: It's all Marion's fault. She shouldn't have cried.
Mrs. Hughes: Ralph, you never told me - was it an accident, or did you intend to kill her after she made her will?
Ralph Hughes: I didn't plan it. I liked her well enough, but when she found out I'd been lying about my income, she accused me of marrying her for her money. I said of course that was what I'd married her for. Then she cried. She was always crying. Then she slapped me. I had my knife in my hand, and I...
[He begins slashing at the sofa cushion with his knife, slicing it over and over]
Mrs. Hughes: Stop it, stop it!
Ralph Hughes: Don't do that!
Mrs. Hughes: Put that away! Ralph, I'm trying to help you.
Ralph Hughes: I still say we should have called the police and told them a prowler broke in and killed her.
Mrs. Hughes: With the marks of your fingers on her? The scratches on your face?

Ralph Hughes: Marion, darling. How do you feel? Why, you look better this morning, much better! Doesn't she, Mother?
Mrs. Hughes: Indeed she does!
Julia Ross: My name isn't Marion, and I'm not married to you or anyone. I was engaged as a secretary! Now what does this all mean? Why did we leave London?
Mrs. Hughes: You haven't forgotten us again, have you, Marion?
Julia Ross: I'm not Marion, and you know it.
Mrs. Hughes: All right, dear. Let's not argue. Let's just have our tea, and perhaps another nap, and then you'll feel much better.
Ralph Hughes: I'm afraid it's cold.
Mrs. Hughes: Alice, bring some more hot water quickly, please.
Alice: Yes, mum.
Julia Ross: I don't know what this is all about, but I promise you some very serious trouble unless you stop it immediately. You know perfectly well I'm Julia Ross.
Mrs. Hughes: Marion, dear, please don't excite yourself so. You'll just bring on another attack.
Julia Ross: Attack? Attack of what?
Mrs. Hughes: Nerves, dear, just nerves. Oh, we do so want you to know you're with your own family!
Julia Ross: Nonsense!
Ralph Hughes: Marion, darling!
[He grasps her by her arm]
Ralph Hughes: Control yourself!
Julia Ross: Let me go.
Mrs. Hughes: We're doing everything in our power to make you well again.
Julia Ross: [Ralph's grasp becomes painful] Let me go! If you don't stop this, I'll have you arrested!
[Clearly Ralph's grip is unbearable]
Julia Ross: Why are you doing this? It's so stupid, so silly!

Ralph Hughes: Well, she saved us a lot of trouble.
Mrs. Hughes: Now that it's happened, I'm frightened.
Ralph Hughes: We haven't a thing to fear. We'll be telling the truth when we say it's suicide.
Mrs. Hughes: Yes.
Ralph Hughes: Who's the weak one now?

Ralph Hughes: Why try to save her? Let her die. That's what we want.
Mrs. Hughes: Don't be stupid, Ralph. If she's taken poison, we must act as though we cared!

Julia Ross: I've been wondering if maybe you and your mother aren't right about me. I've been thinking maybe I really have been ill.
Ralph Hughes: Have you, Marion?
Julia Ross: Yes. So I've been trying to look back and remember things. What was my name before we were married?
Ralph Hughes: Campbell. Marion Campbell.
Julia Ross: And what about my family? Where are they?
Ralph Hughes: Your parents are dead, Marion.
Julia Ross: Haven't I any family at all? No one to visit me?
Ralph Hughes: No!
Julia Ross: Or to write?
Ralph Hughes: [Looking out at the ocean] Beautiful, isn't it? Would you like to listen to the sea and hear what it says? It doesn't say anything, does it? That's what I like about the sea. It never tells its secrets, and it has many - very many secrets.
Julia Ross: I'd like to go to a doctor. Alice says there's a good one in the village. I'm sure he could help me.
Ralph Hughes: You've been to the best specialists in London... You know, I'm a very lucky man to find such an attractive wife.
Julia Ross: Where did you find me? I can't remember.
Ralph Hughes: Switzerland.
Julia Ross: What were we doing there?
Ralph Hughes: I was visiting some people. You were in school.
Julia Ross: What school?
Ralph Hughes: Why not try to remember more pleasant things? Like our honeymoon.
[He kisses her so hard that he draws blood. She holds her hand to her mouth and runs away]