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OLIVIA: You're making it pretty obvious, honey. Still think he's gonna let you down? ELEANOR slowly looks at Jack, who's mesmerized by Desiree. OLIVIA: Yeah, I get the picture. Well, I suppose I should tell you I don't know what he sees in her. [Glances at Desiree, who's executing a spectacular split] But I'm afraid I do. ELEANOR: It's not just that. Now it's Murphy, too. Ever since he hit town, he's been filling Jack's head with stories about life on the road. I think Jack's really bought it this time. Soon they'll be off for parts unknown...and maybe for good... OLIVIA: Yeah, Murphy is a very persuasive personality. But let me see what I can do. [Olivia sidles over to Jack.] OLIVIA: Jack, you are one handsome fellow. Are you going to spend your whole life frustrating and irritating dozens of females? Why don't you settle down with one, and frustrate and irritate her? [Jack smiles and shrugs.] OLIVIA: Ah c'mon. You've spent years stringing Eleanor along. Last spring you promised to move in with her by summer's end -- she told me -- and now the leaves are falling...And you're heading out of town? JACK: What makes it your business? OLIVIA: Because I've been around the block once or twice... DESIREE [She's moved closer to eavesdrop, while still exercising]: Gee. Who'd have suspected it? OLIVIA: And the grass isn't really greener than in your own backyard... DESIREE [Suddenly switching to leg lifts, as though avoiding something on the ground]: Depends on what the dogs have been doing, doesn't it? OLIVIA [To Desiree]: Would you please keep out of this? JACK: She makes as much sense as you do, thanks. DESIREE: I just hate to see somebody out of circulation before he's been [twisting her torso] around the world. JACK: She's got a point, Olivia. I don't want to let Eleanor down; but i'm not ready to nap by the fire. RANDOLPH: If I might put my two cents in:.The advantages of a regular routine can be a lot more fulfilling than you seem prepared to believe. JACK: Well, I ran away from all that when I was just a kitten. I'll tell you something. [Facing front] I had a dream the other night that I HAD settled down. And the first thing they did, they trimmed my claws. [A high guitar note is heard, bent and held long, like a bit of a scream.]