Lenny Magrath is not having a very good morning. Her youngest sister,
Start: Meg: I’m home! Anybody home?!! Lenny: Meg? Meg! Meg: Lenny - Lenny: Well, Meg! Why, Meg! Oh, Meggy! Why didn’t you call?
End: Meg: Struck dead. Oh, what a mess. What a mess. Are you really thirty? Then I must be twenty-seven and Babe is twenty-four. My god, we’re getting so old.
(Henley, Beth. Crimes of the Heart. New York: Dramatists Play Service, 1981, pp. 12-14.)