... But it really was a mistake, Mr. Hart! Violet put the poison in strictly by...

Doralee Rhodes: [Hart mistakenly believes Doralee, Violet and Judy have attempted to murder him] ... But it really was a mistake, Mr. Hart! Violet put the poison in strictly by *accident*! Franklin Hart, Jr.: Oh, really? Well, she might be able to get a jury and the press to believe that; then again, she might not. But I think the real question, here, is whether or not *you* want to take that chance. Doralee Rhodes: Just what are you driving at? Franklin Hart, Jr.: It's very simple. You come over to my house for the night, and I'll forget the whole thing - maybe. Doralee Rhodes: [disgusted] Mr. Hart, you are a *MONSTER*! Franklin Hart, Jr.: Is that a "no"? Too bad. Doralee Rhodes: Mr. Hart, I'm begging you, think about what you're doing here! Do you really wanna destroy all three of our lives, for no reason? Franklin Hart, Jr.: I'm not the one who started this; it was you three who did the plotting, and now you gotta pay the consequences. Doralee Rhodes: Well, I'm not gonna let you do this! [She rips out the cord for his desk-phone] Franklin Hart, Jr.: There's another phone over there, Doralee... which reminds me of something else I wanted to talk with you about. See, I have a great sense of humor about most things... [He holds up the scarf which Violet was tricked into buying for Doralee] Franklin Hart, Jr.: ... But I just don't appreciate it, at all, when people like you give back my presents. Doralee Rhodes: You are *rotten*, Mr. Hart; has anybody ever told you that? I don't know whether you were born this way, or whether you actually had to work on it, but you are *EVIL*! Franklin Hart, Jr.: Oh, good. I love when you get angry like that. [He reaches for his other phone] Doralee Rhodes: Mr. Hart, if you touch that phone, I'm gonna jerk it clean out of the wall! [With an exaggerated diabolical laugh, he sticks his finger in the dial. She wrenches his hand away from the phone, and behind his back, with a force that nearly snaps his wrist. Then she hog-ties him with the cord and gags him with the scarf]