His Girl Friday1940

Walter:
[after designating Hildy as the beneficiary of his life insurance policy] Well, by that time, you'll probably have made enough so that the money won't mean anything to you. But suppose you haven't made good Bruce? What about Hildy's old age? Think of Hildy. Ah - I can see her now. White-haired. Lavender and old lace. Can't you see her, Bruce?

Bruce:
[dreamily] Yes. Yes I can.

Walter:
She's old, isn't she? Now Bruce, don't you think that Hildy is entitled to spend her last remaining years without worries of money? Of course you do, Bruce.

Bruce:
Of course, if you put it that way.

Walter:
And remember, I love her too.

Bruce:
Yes, I'm beginning to realize that.

Walter:
And the beauty of it is, she'll never have to know until I've passed on. Oh well, maybe she'll think kindly of me after I'm gone.

Bruce:
Gee! You make me feel like a heel comin' between ya.

Walter:
No, no Bruce. You didn't come between us. It was all over for her before you came on the scene. For me...it'll never be.