Polly: Georgie, do you love me?
P: Do you love me?
G (sighing): You know I do.
P: How do I know that? You never say it.
G: I don't have to say it to feel it.
P: Yes you do.
G: Aw, c'mon, Polly.
P: Just say it once. "I love you, Polly."
P: Say it like you mean it!
G: (mumbling louder)
P: Oh thanks, I feel so much better now.
G (under his breath): Women!