Love in Bloom1935

Motorcycle cop:
You certainly led me a merry chase!

Gracie Downey:
Oh, thank you officer, and a merry chase to you too!

George:
Ah, officer...

Motorcycle cop:
Goin' 60 miles an hour.

Gracie Downey:
Oh, were you? So were we!

George:
Uh, uh, listen, officer...

Motorcycle cop:
What's your name?

Gracie Downey:
Um, uh, Gracie Downey. What's yours?

Motorcycle cop:
Patrick Mc... wait a minute!

Gracie Downey:
Oh, Patrick McWaitaminute. Isn't that a pretty name? How is Mrs. McWaitaminute? and all the little McWaitaseconds?

Motorcycle cop:
Say, are you trying to kid me?

Gracie Downey:
Ah, hah. Oh, George, the officer wants you to kid him. You're a good kidder. Say something to him.

George:
Quiet!

Motorcycle cop:
Whatta mean 'quiet?' OGne more quiet out of you, and I'll punch you right in the nose.

Gracie Downey:
That's a good comeback. Now, Georgoe-Porgie, it's your turn. Say something to the officer.

Motorcycle cop:
I think I'll give you a ticket.

Gracie Downey:
Oh, that's awfully nice of you. Will you make it out for two so I can take Georgie with me,

George:
Gracie, it's not the kind of ticket that you think it is. It's a ticket to traffic court.

Gracie Downey:
Oh, what's playing there?

George:
A judge and a jury.

Gracie Downey:
Oh, I've seen that picture!