Lolita1997

Lolita:
Wait a sec. You're telling me we're sleeping in one room? With one bed?

Humbert:
I've asked them to bring up a cot, which I'll use if you like.

Lolita:
You're crazy.

Humbert:
Why, my darling?

Lolita:
Because, my darrr-ling, when my darrr-ling mother finds out she'll divorce you and strangle me.

Humbert:
Lo, listen a moment. For all intents and purposes I am your father and I am responsible for your welfare. We are not rich, so when we travel, we shall be - we shall uh... we shall be thrown together a great deal. And two people who enter into a cohabitation inevitably lead into a kind of...

Lolita:
The word is "incest".