Paul Duval: — Friends, you saw enter here a waif, a gamin, a lowly caterpillar. We open the cocoon but it is not a butterfly that emerges.
Dick Avery: — It's not?
Paul Duval: — No, it is a bird of paradise. Lights! Curtain!
Maggie Prescott: — Oh... Beautiful! I don't believe it.
Dick Avery: — Maggie, what did I tell you? You look absolutely fabulous. How does it feel?
Jo Stockton: — It feels wonderful, but it's not me.