You're all right, Simmy." "To Meikelham's?
I want you to go home, George." "Well, that's home for me at present.

Rotten place, believe me, but it's the best I can get for a dollar a day," grated George.
"I thought you were living with your mother ?" "No.

Kicked out.

That was six weeks ago.

Couldn't stand seeing me around.
I don't blame her, either.