Man 1: I got little in this world. I give honesty without regret. One hundred dollars for that picture. I remember taking a picture with...
Woman 1: Ooh! Let me show you. Let me show you our picture. This was me and my husband when we were first married.
Woman 2: I always slept on one side, left room for my husband.
Woman 1: And that's me when we were sixteen.
Woman 2: But this, this, this, this is not the case. I still do it. I still lay on the half of the bed. (pause) We used to sneak in...
Man 2: Still haven't seen the doctor I was seein'; there's been blood for the last, eh, forty-eight hours, and I can't get up the mucus for the last, eh, two, three months... oh yes, and I maintain, I maintain strongly, to this minute, I don't think it's an ordinary cold.
Woman 3: God forgive me, but an old person without money is pathetic.