Dewey Koons:
How 'bout it? C'mon, let's hit the high spots.
Sharon Bailey: Why don't you go somewhere and catch yourself, you foul ball!
Sharon Bailey: Why don't you go somewhere and catch yourself, you foul ball!
Charlotte Miller:
Precious child. She's very sweet, but where in the world did she get that color hair and eyes?
Minta Hagen: She was born with them.
Minta Hagen: She was born with them.
Mary Hagen:
Mother... who am I?
Minta Hagen: What did you say?
Mary Hagen: I said, who am I? Please tell me the truth.
Minta Hagen: Who are you? Why-why, you're Mary. Our girl. Didn't I have you baptized by the Reverend Sparland? Didn't I raise you like other girls' mothers?
Minta Hagen: What did you say?
Mary Hagen: I said, who am I? Please tell me the truth.
Minta Hagen: Who are you? Why-why, you're Mary. Our girl. Didn't I have you baptized by the Reverend Sparland? Didn't I raise you like other girls' mothers?
Sharon Bailey:
Mary, you're never gonna be happy if you're always gonna be sad. Now, you've got nice teeth and took two years of French, so why don't you look on the bright side of things!
Sharon Bailey:
Of course, it's only gossip... rumor. My mother said that nobody really knows.
Mary Hagen: Knows what?
Sharon Bailey: Who you are.
Mary Hagen: Who I am? I'm me, of course. Mary Hagen.
Sharon Bailey: That's just it. Are you Mary Hagen, or are you...?
Mary Hagen: What are you talking about?
Mary Hagen: Knows what?
Sharon Bailey: Who you are.
Mary Hagen: Who I am? I'm me, of course. Mary Hagen.
Sharon Bailey: That's just it. Are you Mary Hagen, or are you...?
Mary Hagen: What are you talking about?