Hal: Do you know what you’ve let into our house? In the room next to Betty’s?
Alice: Can you lower your voice? What on earth are you talking about?
Hal: I went on your computer, Chic. I saw what you were doing with your...clients.
Betty: Dad, stop! Stop snooping and stop harassing him.
Hal: And I don’t want to hear it from you. You bring home this...stranger, and you move him into Polly’s bedroom.
Alice: It’s not Polly’s room anymore, Hal. It’s Chic’s.
Hal: He has to go, Alice, and you know damn well why.
