Ethel Thayer: You’re my knight in shining armor. Don’t you forget it. You’re gonna get back on that horse and I’m gonna be right behind you, holding on tight and away we’re gonna go, go, go!
Norman Thayer Jr.: I don’t like horses. [beat] You are a pretty old dame, aren’t you?
Ethel Thayer: Oh!
Norman Thayer Jr.: What are you doin’ with a dotty old son of a bitch like me?
Ethel Thayer: Well, I haven’t the vaguest idea.