Please, Mrs. Robinson
- Ben: For God’s sake, Mrs. Robinson, here we are: you’ve got me into your house. You give me a drink. You put on music, now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won’t be home for hours.
- Mrs. Robinson: So?
- Ben: Mrs. Robinson—you are trying to seduce me. [There is a pause. She looks at him.] Aren’t you?
