Rather than follow the telegraph operator o the dance, the film cut directly to the dance where the telegraph operator enters.It isn""t real.It doesn""t exist.It""s me, pretending I live on what I earn.It""s my mother, trying to keep herself young and drinking herself old doing it.She and Adam living in this house as though your father was still alive.It""s an old man like the judge, dreaming of the past.Anne, come away with me.Anne: And do what?Jack: Live in a shack and eat red beans.Anne, what do you want me o do?Anne: Oh Jack, you haven""t been sure.You""ve gone from one thing o the other.A year at law school and now this job as a reporter.Jack: Are you afraid I can""t make a living?Anne: Oh no Jack, it isn""t that.I don""t care about the money.It""s just that I, I want you to be something.Jack: What is it you want me to be?Anne: I don""t know.It""s just that I want you to be, to do something important.Jack (sarcastically turning toward the portrait): Like your father? All right, I""ll run for governor...a time to mourn and a time to dance...He hath made everything beautiful in his time." The little Dear One has the time of her life at the dance - she drinks an ice cream soda from a straw at the fountain.He""ll have to do it in two places.First, the incubation room where the growth vials are kept.And finally, in the inoculation chamber holding the last remaining Chimera virus in three injection guns." Milo asks him to stay, but Jerry declines.He self-righteously rejects Milo""s patronistic support - she fails to ignite any amorous spark in his heart: "You must be out of your mink-lined head.