PAULA: I used to dream of traveling myself…
TONY (looking at her now): Huh?
PAULA (smiling dreamily at PORTRAIT): Europe… I’ve always wanted to go to Europe. Spain and France and Italy…
(Slightly horrified, Tony steps back, away from her side. She does not notice.)
I’ve always wanted to go to all those places where my father lived when he was a young man…
(Tony now looks up at PORTRAIT. Suddenly, he smiles.)
Do you think it would be possible to go there now?
(She turns her face toward him and notices his grin.)
Why are you smiling?
TONY (grinning at PORTRAIT): Because your father is going to get it!
PAULA: Get what?
TONY: What was coming to him!
PAULA: What do you mean?
TONY (turning his grin towards her and stepping forward beside her): So, you want to travel, too—eh?
PAULA
