Sarah Roberts:
She's that kind of a woman. She's... European.
Alice Cavender:
What's wrong with him?
Miriam Blaylock:
He'll be all right. He's having trouble sleeping.
Alice Cavender:
Want some 'ludes? I've got some in my case.
Miriam Blaylock:
What?
Alice Cavender:
Quaaludes.
Miriam Blaylock:
Alice!
Alice Cavender:
I stole 'em from my stepmother.
Miriam Blaylock:
Alice!
Alice Cavender:
She doesn't care; she gets them by the gross! She's got every pill ever invented! She collects them.
Miriam Blaylock:
Poor woman.
Alice Cavender:
That's what my dad says. 'Cause she's scared of getting old.
John Blaylock:
Forever...?
Miriam Blaylock:
...and ever.
Sarah Roberts:
What's that piece you're playing?
Miriam Blaylock:
It's "Lakme" by Delibes. Lakme is a Brahmin princess in India, she has a slave named Malika.
Sarah Roberts:
Malika...
Miriam Blaylock:
In a magical garden they sing how they follow the stream to its source, gliding over the water.
Sarah Roberts:
Is it a love song?
Miriam Blaylock:
I told you, it was sung by two women.
Sarah Roberts:
It sounds like a love song.
Miriam Blaylock:
Then I suppose that's what it is.
Sarah Roberts:
Are you making a pass at me, Mrs. Blaylock?
Miriam Blaylock:
Miriam.
Sarah Roberts:
Miriam.
Miriam Blaylock:
Not that I'm aware of, Sarah.
[
Sarah smiles, shakes her head, and then spills wine on her top]
Miriam Blaylock:
You'll be back. When the hunger knows no reason! And then you'll need to feed, and you'll need me to show you how.
Lieutenant Allegrezza:
Lieutenant Allegrezza.
Miriam Blaylock:
[
smiles]
Lieutenant Allegrezza:
I don't usually get a smile on that...
Miriam Blaylock:
You should: this mean "good cheer."
Lieutenant Allegrezza:
That's right.
[
first lines]
John Blaylock:
No ice.
[
last lines]
Miriam Blaylock:
Sarah!
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