Edna: Blunder into this, you old coot.
Phil: Who, me? It wasn’t me who smashed up the Buick last week.
Edna: You’re a coward to bring that up, Phil.
Phil: A coward? have you called me that yet today?
Edna: Probably once or twice.
Phil: Edna, I want a divorce.
Edna: I know, that’s part of your charm.