NORA: Who is she?
NICK: Oh, darling, I was hoping I wouldn't have to answer that.
NORA: Go on.
NICK: Well, Dorothy is really my daughter. You see, it was spring in Venice, and I was so young I didn't know what I was doing! We're all like that on my father's side.
NORA: By the way, how is your father's side?
NICK: Oh, it's much better, thanks.
NORA: Say, how many drinks have you had?
NICK: This will make six martinis.
NORA (to waiter): Alright, will you bring me five more martinis, Leo? Line them up right here.