Mitch Brenner:"Be able to find your way back all right?"
Melanie Daniels:"Oh, yes."
Mitch Brenner:"Will I be seeing you again?"
Melanie Daniels:"San Francisco's a long way from here."
Mitch Brenner:"Well, I'm in San Francisco five days a week with a lot of time on my hands, I'd like to see you. Maybe we could go swimming or something. Mother tells me you like to swim."
Melanie Daniels:"How does Mother know what I like to do?"
Mitch Brenner:"I guess we read the same gossip columns."
Melanie Daniels:"Oh, that. Rome."
Mitch Brenner:"Yeah, I really like to swim, I think we might get along very well."
Melanie Daniels:"In case you're interested, I was pushed into that fountain."
Mitch Brenner:"Without any clothes on?"
Melanie Daniels:"With all my clothes on. The newspaper that ran that story happens to be a rival of my father's paper."
Mitch Brenner:"You're just a poor, innocent victim of circumstances, huh?"
Melanie Daniels:"Well I'm neither poor nor innocent, but the truth of that particular..."
Mitch Brenner:"Truth is you were running around with a pretty wild crowd, isn't it?"
Melanie Daniels:"Well yes, that's the truth, but I was pushed into that fountain, and that's the truth, too."
Mitch Brenner:"Uh huh. Do you really know Annie Hayworth?"
Melanie Daniels:"No. At least I didn't till I came up here."
Mitch Brenner:"So you didn't go to school together?"
Melanie Daniels:"No."
Mitch Brenner:"And you didn't come up here to see her."