Alexander: Honey, where’s my quill?
Eliza: What?
Alexander: Where is my quill?!
Eliza: I put it away.
Alexander: Where?
Eliza: Why do you need to know?
Alexander: I need it.
Eliza: Uh-uh, don’t you think about running doing no derrin’-do. We’ve been planning this dinner for two months!
Alexander: The constitution is in danger!
Eliza: My evening’s in danger!
Alexander: Tell me where my quill is, woman! We are talking about the greater good!
Eliza: ‘Greater Good’? I am your wife! I’m the greatest good you ever gonna get!