Amy Lind:
You're not a very easy person to get to know, Mr. Grimes.

Biff Grimes:
Well, that's the kind of a hairpin I am.

Biff Grimes:
I uh, I guess a little kiss is harmless if it's all in fun.

Amy Lind:
Even if it isn't in fun.

Biff Grimes:
You mean---?

Amy Lind:
Exactly.

Biff Grimes:
Well, wouldn't you like a nice, young man to marry you someday?

Amy Lind:
No, not particularly.

Biff Grimes:
So you don't believe in the institution of marriage!

Amy Lind:
An outmoded, silly convention started by the cavemen and encouraged by the florists and jewelers. After all, what's marriage?

Biff Grimes:
Wouldn't you like to have a home and kids?

Amy Lind:
Certainly I would, but that doesn't mean you have to go through all the...

Biff Grimes:
You mean---?

Amy Lind:
Exactly.

Biff Grimes:
I'm gonna have a smoke.

Amy Lind:
May I have one too, please?

Biff Grimes:
Oh, sure. Hey! Don't tell me you smoke!

Amy Lind:
Only when I'm bored.

Biff Grimes:
Well, your mother's a bloomer girl, you're a nicotine fiend, are there any more at home like you?

Amy Lind:
I have an aunt who's an actress.

Biff Grimes:
Well, that completes the picture. I've been around, they can say an awful lot of things about Biff Grimes, but not that he ever gave a cigarette to a girl.

Amy Lind:
There's something about the country air.

Biff Grimes:
Hm?

Amy Lind:
I said, there's something about the country air.

Biff Grimes:
I like city air.

Amy Lind:
Well... there really isn't any difference between city air and country air. They're both hydrogen, and oxygen, and---

Biff Grimes:
Air! You can't even see it, so why talk about it?