The Help2011

Johnny Foote:
Listen, Celia finally told me about the babies. All of them. But I also know that the minute you started working here, she started getting better. You saved her life.

Minny Jackson:
You mean, you knew I'd been working here this whole time?

Johnny Foote:
Fried chicken and okra the first night? I mean, you all could have at least put some cornpone on the table.

Minny Jackson:
No, I can't let you eat no more cornpone, Mr. Johnny.

Johnny Foote:
Well, thanks to you, now I've have to let out every pair of pants I own.