yelling aside

- (Pam) Hey!  You have to pay for that.
- (Maury) Oh, I'm not going to pay.
- (Pam) Maury, he has to pay for that!
- (Maury) Oh, don't be silly, Pamelavalich.
- (Pam) He's stealing my lemonade!  (aside) Hey, come back here!
- (Maury) What, the fountain drink?
- (Pam) Yea, I saw him pour it in. (yelling aside)  Hey, you owe me for that lemonade!
- (Maury) Oh, it was probably just ice.
- (Pam) Maury, I saw him pour it in!
- (Maury) Who?
- (Pam) That kid in that group right there!
- (Maury) Is he black?
- (Pam) I don't know, Maury, look at him.  Is he black?
- (Maury) Yes.
- (Pam) Then why'd you ask me?
- (Maury) Oh, look, there's some white children in the group, too.  It's good that they're stealing together, Nancy.
- (Pam) What?  He stole the drink!
- (Maury) Come on, Pamelavalich, let's talk about the possibility of you and I dating.
- (Pam) Maury, he has to pay for that drink.
- (Maury) Oh, look around you!  
- (Pam) I am!
- (Maury) I've stolen five candy bars since we've started talking—here, look, they're in my pocket.
- (Pam) Maury, I can't let them keep stealing from the store.
- (Maury) Who?
- (Pam) People who keep stealing.
- (Maury, Passionately) Pamelavalich, look at me!  I have a chocolate bar in my pocket!  Here, feel it—
- (Pam) Let go of me, Maury!
- (Maury)  I wish I could tell you to feel it under different circumstances—but I can't!
- (Pam) Let go!
- (Maury) Here—and in my back pocket next to my wallet.  It's next to my wallet—but I'm not going to take out my wallet, oh don't be a putz, my darling!
- (Pam) Oh, What am I to do—(breaking away) I'll call the cops!  Sandro, file a police report.
- (Sandro) They'll say he's just a kid, ma'am.
- (Pam) What am I to do, Maury?
- (Maury) Come away with me!
- (Pam) If I let him back in, he's going to steal again.  If I don't he's going to say he's black.
- (Maury) He knows nothing about love, Pamelavalich.
- (Pam) Maury, do something!
- (Maury) I'll fight him for you!
- (Pam) You would do that?
- (Maury) Anything for my chocolate bar.
- (Maury, outside) Hey kid, you got my lemonade?  Here's 5 bucks.
- (kid, walking away) I love the number 5!

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