Yentl: Why is it that every book I buy, every bookseller has the same old argument?

Yentl's Father: You know why.

Yentl: I envy them.

Yentl's Father: The booksellers?

Yentl: No, not the booksellers, the students. Talking about life, the mysteries of the universe and I'm learning how to tell a herring from a carp.

Yentl's Father: Yentl, for the thousandth time, men and women..."

Yentl: [cuts him off] have different obligations, I know, but...

Yentl's Father: [cuts her off] and don't ask why.

Yentl's Father: [sees her disappointment] Go on, get the book.

Yentl: Thank you, papa!

Yentl's Father: The shutters, darling.

Yentl: We don't have to hide my studying from God, then why the neighbors?

Yentl's Father: Why? Because I trust God will understand. I'm not so sure about the neighbors.