You've tried to make me a tramp since you've known me.
Only when I have something, I don't save it.
Even if it were here...we couldn't take it. Not unless we want to spend the night in jail. Stealing a man's wife, that's nothing, but stealing his car, that's larceny.
Why do you keep looking for new places, people, ideas? Well, I never liked any job I had. Maybe the next one is the one. I got plenty of time for that. Besides...maybe my future starts right now.
Aren't we ambitious? We want to make a lot of money so we can buy lots of pretty clothes. Or maybe we want to put a little aside for our husband and us in our old age.
Sometimes I think everybody in Southern California...makes a living selling hamburgers to each other.
When we get home, Frank, then there will be kisses. Kisses with dreams in them. Kisses that come from life, not death.