How many times must I tell you that my
name is Menelaus and that it isn't "Moo Moo?"
HELENA [sweetly]. I'll never do it again, Moo Moo. [She giggles.]
MENELAUS. Your laugh gets on my nerves. It's louder than it used
to be.
HELENA. If you wish it, I'll never, never laugh again.
MENELAUS. You've promised that too often.
HELENA [sadly]. Things are not as they used to be.
MENELAUS. Are you going to start that again?
HELENA [with a tinge of melancholy]. I suppose you'd like me to
be still and sad.
MENELAUS [bitterly]. Is it too much to hope that you might be
still and happy?
HELENA [speaking very quickly and tragically]. Don't treat me
cruelly, Moo Moo. You don't understand me. No man ever really
understands a woman. There are terrible depths to my nature.
I had a long talk with Dr. Aesculapius only last week, and he
told me I'm too introspective. It's the curse of us emotional
women. I'm really quite worried, but much you care, much you
care. [A note of tears comes into her voice.] I'm sure you don't
love me any more, Moo Moo. No! No! Don't answer me! If you did
you couldn't speak to me the way you do.
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