FELICIA: Then at least let me hide behind a tree until you get them to stop and then we could …
MRS MCCARTHY: Oh, I see, I see. You think they’re more likely to stop for a poor little old lady alone in the rain, do you?
FELICIA: … Yes. All right, since you ask me, yes I do.
MRS MCCARTHY: Well I am not a poor little old lady.
FELICIA: Oh, God knows I’m aware of that!

















