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: With this money I can get away from you. From you and your chickens and your pies and your kitchens and everything that smells of grease. I can get away from this shack with its cheap furniture. And this town and its dollar days, and its women that wear uniforms and its men that wear overalls.
: You think just because you made a little money you can get a new hairdo and some expensive clothes and turn yourself into a lady. But you can't, because you'll never be anything but a common frump whose father lived over a grocery store and whose mother took in washing.
: [kissing check
] Well, that's that! Mildred
: I'm sorry this had to happen; sorry for the boy, he seemed very nice. Veda
: Oh Ted's all right really. Did you see the look on his face when we told him he was going to be a father?
: I wish you wouldn't joke about it. Veda
: Mother, you're a scream, really you are. The next thing I know you'll be knitting little garments.
: I don't see anything so ridiculous about that. Veda
: If I were you, I'd save myself the trouble. Mildred
] You're not going to have a baby? Veda
: At this stage, it's a matter of opinion. And in my opinion, I'm going to have a baby. I can always be mistaken.
: We weren't expecting you Mildred, obviously. Veda
: It's just as well you know. I'm glad you know. Mildred
: How long has this been going on?
: You ought to do something about your sit-down. Veda
: What's wrong with it? Kay Pierce
: It sticks out.
: It's the dress. It's awfully cheap material. I can tell by the smell. Kay Pierce
: What did you expect? Want it inlaid with gold? Veda
: Well, it seems to me, if you're buying anything, it should be the best. This is definitely not the best. Kay Pierce
: Oh, quit. You're breakin' my heart.
: That's what I like about you, Ida. You're so delightfully provincial. Ida
] And I like you, too.
: Don't look now, Junior, but you're standing under a brick wall. Monte
: I don't get it. Ida
: You will - when it falls on you.
: You've been snooping around ever since I got this job, trying to find out what it is - and now you know - you know don't you. Veda
] Know what? Know what mother? Mildred
: You knew when you gave that uniform to Lottie that it was mine didn't you. Veda
: [feigns surprise
] Your uniform! Mildred
: Yes, I'm waiting tables in a downtown restaurant. Veda
] My mother - a waitress.
: But why, Veda? Haven't I given you everything you've ever wanted? If there was something you needed, couldn't you have come to me first instead of resorting to this? To blackmail? Veda Pierce
: You want to know why? I'll tell you why. With enough money, I can get away from you! You... And your pie-wagons, and chickens, and everything that smells of grease! I can get away from Glendale, and its dollar days, and furniture factories, and women that wear uniforms and men that wear smocks! From every rotten, stinking thing that even reminds me of this place. Or you. Mildred Pierce
: I see.