Cliff Taylor:
I hope you get just what you want all tied up in a pink ribbon and handed to you on a platter. So long, honey.
Cliff Taylor:
What's the matter
Peggy: Nothing.
Cliff Taylor: Oh, you're just crying to make sure you haven't forgotten how.
Peggy: Nothing.
Cliff Taylor: Oh, you're just crying to make sure you haven't forgotten how.
Mrs. Taylor:
Now, if you'd only find a girl and get yourself married, I'd be the happiest woman in the whole world.
Cliff Taylor: What do I want with another girl, Ma. I've got you, haven't I?
Cliff Taylor: What do I want with another girl, Ma. I've got you, haven't I?