Daisy: Nicky
Nicky: What?
Daisy: it's just… well you see, I think, everything's terrible in him
Nicky: really?
Daisy: yes. I've been everywhere and seen everything, and done everything. I've had a very bad time, Nikki I'm pretty cynical about everything.
Nicky: Oh… your daughter, I suppose she talks and eats and everything?
Daisy: Pammy? Oh yes, listen Nick, when she was born, Thomas was God knows where, with God knows whom. And I asked the nurse, if it was a boy or a girl, and she said it was a girl, and I wept. I'm glad it's a girl, and I hope she'll be a fool. That's the best thing a girl on this world can be - a beautiful little fool. All the bright precious things fade so fast, and they don't come back.