- [first lines]
- Nora Mainardi: What do you take me for, an idiot? Well, you'll find out just how wrong you are!
- Mainardi: An idiot? Oh, no, you're no idiot, my love! What you are is an hysterical lunatic!
- Nora Mainardi: An hysterical lunatic? And who the hell is this Federica telephoning every ten minutes with that sexy voice of hers?
- Mainardi: Cut it out. This Federica, whoever she is, has got to be a client.
- Nora Mainardi: Sure, just like all the others. Whores: that's all they are.