- Tim Waddington: [watching her take some salad] Dear girl, you can't eat salad. Uncooked greens are dangerous at any time. But now it's practically sure death, isn't that right, Doctor?
- Doctor Walter Carwin: Yes.
- Carol Carwin: I thought that was the general idea.
- Doctor Walter Carwin: My wife likes salad. So do I.
- [he puts some on his plate]
- Tim Waddington: I say, what's going on between you two? I know that it's very bad form to ask, but what is this - a suicide pact?
- Doctor Walter Carwin: Don't be so melodramatic, Mr Waddington. After all, we've both been inoculated.
- Tim Waddington: Yes, well, Watson was inoculated. I'll show you his grave tomorrow.
- Carol Carwin: How sweet of you. Perhaps the next day we could look round the morgue.
- Tim Waddington: Well, I hope you don't go there as customers.
- Carol Carwin: You, uh, didn't tell me you'd been stabbed.
- Doctor Walter Carwin: I... didn't think you'd be interested.
- Tim Waddington: I thought I'd take you to tea at my place.
- Carol Carwin: Ooo, do you have a place? I thought you must live in a web somewhere.