Young Hollunder
[With exaggerated deference.] You don't need to pay in advance, Mr. Commissioner. [The Policeman salutes condescendingly and exits at back. Mother Hollunder carries the plate into the dark room. Young Hollunder, after pushing the camera back in place, follows her.]
Mother Hollunder
[Muttering angrily as she passes Ficsur and Liliom.] You hang around and dirty the whole place up! Why don't you go take a walk? Things are going so well with you that you have to sing, eh? [Confronting Ficsur suddenly.] Weren't you frightened sick when you saw the policeman?
Ficsur
[With loathing.] Go 'way, or I'll step on you. [She exits into the dark room.]
Liliom
They like Hollinger at the carousel?
Ficsur
I should say they do.
Liliom
Did you see the Muskat woman, too?
