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                         RUBY
                (driving)
       Girls, girls… What in the world is 
       going on back there?
 
                       DOROTHY
                (snapping at VIVIAN)
       You give it back right now!

DOROTHY continues grabbing at the magazine.  VIVIAN keeps it out of reach, waving it here and there. –

                        VIVIAN
       Stop—don't make me throw it out the 
       window.
 
                       DOROTHY
               (hesitating)
       Oooh!  You’re so spiteful and mean!  
       I hate you!

AUNTIE MAMA stirs restively in the front seat.

                         RUBY
                (driving, tense low
                 voice)
       Dorothy Jean!  That's no way to speak 
       to your sister.  Now quiet down back 
       there, you two.  You’re making enough 
       racket to wake the dead.