- Can't right now, sweetheart. - Only take a minute.

- Not now, you hear me? - But it's almost down here tonight.

- It wouldn't be here after... - I can't help that.

- Now excuse me, you understand? - How many times you going to see it?

As many times as I like, that's how many times.

- You seen it half a dozen times. - And I might see it a half dozen more.

Now why don't you go play bingo or something?

I don't want to play bingo.

Well, then why don't you go write another love note to St. Roosevelt?

Maybe I will.

And stop standing around here checking on me. You don't have to worry.

I ain't about to leave some poor little child stranded in the middle of nowhere.

I got scruples, too, you know. You know what that is, "scruples"?

No, I don't know what it is,

but if you got them, I sure bet they belong to somebody else.

And his name ain't Frank, it's Franklin.

(HIGH STRIKER BELL SOUNDS, CROWD CHEERS)

(♪ FAIRGROUND MUSIC PLAYS)

Hey there, my little turtle-dee. I wondered where you got to.

Where's your pa?