Shall I serve dinner, madame?

No, Smedley.

I'm much too upset to eat.

I think I'll go to a movie.

It's Boomtown playing in the village.

Goodbye, my love.

Oh, my goodness, I barely know the man.

I came in too soon.

soon.I can't just kiss you and forget it, Michael.

We must come to some understanding.

This can't go on forever

Shall I throw some cold water in his face?

No.

No, we'll just go in the other room and rehearse.

Come on, Vincent, and bring the walnut.

Go ahead.

Well, all right then.

Here goes.

[laughs] Now, uh, Jack, you see, I think you're very clever and you're very talented, but you lack the most essential thing that's necessary for the screen.

Don't you think if I was given the opportunity on the screen, I could be as romantic as Robert Taylor or Clark Gable? Don't you?

Oh, Jack, let me try to explain something to you.

Now, suppose you weren't Jack Benny.

Suppose you were Robert Taylor or Clark Gable.

Now, continue, Claudette.

Yes, uh, oh, it's no use, Michael.

I know you're lying.

Look at you.

Everything you say, everything you do gives you away.

We must reach a definite understanding.

Shall I throw some cold water in his face?

No.

Ask your keeper.

Popcorn.

All the way from America.

Look like Mr. Pete's on another tale.

No, he knows what he's doing.

He'll card with it, honey.

Listen.

Thank you.

I'm sick and tired of listening to a lot of complaints.

Oh, you know, you're becoming awfully disagreeable lately.

You just snap my head off every time I open my mouth.

If being with me is so distasteful to you, you can leave.

You can leave any time you see fit.

Nobody's holding you here.

I can get along.

Here you are.

It's all I can do to keep from shoving my fist right down your throat.

Oh, listen, Nifty, come down to earth and talk sense, will you? You might as well look things square in the face.

Now, understand, I don't expect a kiss from you for what I've done.

But also, I ain't going to stand for no strong-arm stuff.

I married Chris because I love him and he loves me.

Yeah, and we're hooked up as tight as...

As tight as if we had a strip-carpet wedding in a six-story church.

Goodbye, Pop.