Woman : Nonsense, Dorothea, you know your tooth is as black as the kitchen range. You’re only trying to get out of it. (The Little Girl breaks into a howl.) Man : I can’t stand howling children. I’m off.
(Standing) Man : And I can’t stand them either. I’m coming with you. (Standing) (Exit Man and Man .) Woman : Now, see what you’ve done, Dorothea, you’ve chased those men away. Little Girl: They’re lucky.
(The Little Girl howls again. The Nurse enters, this time with a hacksaw.) Woman : Oh, Joe! Joe! He’ll never stand it.
The sound of sawing always did put his teeth on edge. Man : This time the saw will be on the edge of his teeth. Woman : Oh, you horrible Man! Man : Can’t I even make a joke?
Man : We need something to cheer us up. Woman : Surely it’s against the law for a dentist to use a saw like that. (The sound of violent sawing is heard from the surgery. Man groans loudly.) Woman : Oh no, Joe!
No, Joe! (Woman makes a dash for the door but is prevented from opening it by Woman and Woman .) Woman : You really must control yourself. Woman : There, there, dear. I’m sure it’s not as bad as it sounds.
(They place Woman back in her seat.) Woman : I’m not waiting to find out. I’ve heard enough. Woman : I prefer to keep my toothache. Woman : So do I.
Me too. Those pliers would never fit my mouth, anyway. It’s better than being murdered, anyway. (Standing) (Exit Woman , Woman and Woman .) Man : Just watch them go, cowards every one of them.
Woman : It’s all very well you talking this way. You don’t seem to have any nerves at all. Man : This is nothing to some of the things I’ve heard of. I could tell you things that would make your hair stand on end.
There was once... Woman : I’m sure we don’t want to hear it. My hair is standing on end already. (The sawing is heard again, even louder and harsher this time.
Woman wails and Man groans.) -C-SR-The First - - :