Liza Bump: [to Nelle Porter] Do you talk, or I have to pull a string?
Liza Bump: [facetiously] Please don't make me try this case. I'm not prepared!
[after Liza Bump leaves]
Nell Porter: John? We have to get that little bitch.
John Cage: Have no fear, Nelle. She is a bagel.
Nell Porter: A bagel?
John Cage: I meant to say toast. No fear.
Liza Bump: Sorry I'm late. Pedestrians. I brake for them. New Year's Rezzy.
John Cage: [regarding Liza Bump] All right. Your Honor, let the record reflect she just grazed my johnson.