Rose: Well here we are.
Al: Rose please.
Rose: I can't, Al.
Al: We've been seeing each other for a month, Rose. I've never wanted anyone so much.
Rose: What about your place?
Al: My sister's there. She's an insomniac. We'd have an audience.
Rose: I can't let you stay here. I just can't.
Al: I simply can't take you to a hotel. It just cheapens it. Well, I guess we're doomed.
Rose: Let's talk inside. The thing is, I've never done this before, bring someone home.
Al: I understand.
Rose: Are you quiet?
Al: I'm whispering.
Rose: I don't mean now. I mean then.
Al: Oh, very quiet. I'm very quiet. I don't scream. I don't shout. I'm a very quiet person. I even wear quiet clothes, all solids.
Rose: I'm quiet, too.