Dan: You know I oughtta hold you for conspiracy.
Lily: Oh, Dan...it's only a week before my sister can come and get Tommy. I'd hate to spend it in jail.
Dan: Well, you won't... I don't suppose you had much choice. (A moment later, with a sleeping Tommy in her arms, she looks at Dan with a totally humiliated expression.)
Lily: Dan... If it means anything... I'm sorry. (Dan had been avoiding looking at her, and when he did, he had looked very hurt. Now he smiled as she turned away.)
Dan: Hold it. (She turns back around. He gets his hat, goes over to her, and hoists Tommy onto his shoulder.) I'll see you home.
(She still looks like a whipped dog, following him to the door and opening it for him.)
Lily: Don't make a mountain out of a molehill.
Dan: Beats makin' a molehill out of a mountain.
Lily: Please, Dan, it's a personal matter, stay out of it. You're making a terrible mistake.
Dan: That's funny. I have a feeling you are.