GEORGE I warn you…don't encourage her.

MARTHA He warns you…don't encourage me.

NICK I heard him… tell me more.

Martha (consciously making rhymed speech, in time to the music) Well, Georgie-boy had lots of big ambitions. In spite of something funny in his past…

GEORGE (quietly warning) Martha…

MARTHA Which Georgie-boy here turned into a novel… His first attempt and also his last… Hey! I rhymed! I rhymed!

GEORGE I warn you, Martha.

NICK Yeah…you rhymed. Go on, go on.

MARTHA But Daddy took a look at Georgie's novel…

GEORGE You're looking for a punch in the mouth… You know that Martha.

MARTHA Do tell!…and he was very shocked by what he read.

NICK Was he?

MARTHA Yes…he was…A novel all about a naughty boy-child…

GEORGE (rising to his feet) I will not tolerate this!

NICK (offhand, to George) Oh, can it.

George rushes toward the juke box.

MARTHA …ha, ha! naughty boy child who…uh…who killed his mother and his father dead.

GEORGE STOP IT, MARTHA!