- Reg: It don't seem fair. Look at my mom: six of us in two rooms. It's all right if you're rich, but if you can't feed them, you can't love them, can you?
- Det. Inspector Webster: You perform abortions, don't you?
- Vera: That's not what I do dear. That's what you call it. But they need help. Who else they got to turn to? No one. I help them out.
- Vera: I know why you're here.
- Det. Inspector Webster: I beg your pardon?
- Vera: I know why you're here.
- [pause]
- Det. Inspector Webster: Why are we here?
- Vera: Because of what I do.
- Det. Inspector Webster: Because of what you do?
- Vera: Yes.
- Det. Inspector Webster: What is it that you do, Mrs Drake?
- [long pause]
- Vera: I help young girls out.
- Stan: What's all this about?
- Det. Sergeant Vickers: We'll keep you posted.
- Stan: I'm her husband. I've got a right to know.
- Vera: Oh, good morning Mrs. Fowler.
- Mrs. Fowler: Good morning Mrs. Drake.
- Vera: Am I in your way here? Lost something?