The More the Merrier1943

[Benjamin is trying to convince Connie to rent out the room to him instead of to a woman]

Connie Milligan:
...I've made up my mind to rent to nobody but a woman.

Benjamin Dingle:
So, let me ask you something. Would I ever want to wear your stockings?

Connie Milligan:
No.

Benjamin Dingle:
Well, all right. Would I ever want to borrow your girdle, or your red and yellow dancing slippers?

Connie Milligan:
Of course not.

Benjamin Dingle:
Well, any woman, no matter who, would insist upon borrowing that dress you got on right now. You know why? Because it's so pretty.

Connie Milligan:
I made it myself.

Benjamin Dingle:
And how would you like it if she spilled a cocktail all over it... at a party you couldn't go with her to because she borrowed it to go to it... in?

Connie Milligan:
She might have something that I could wear.

Benjamin Dingle:
Not her.

Connie Milligan:
Why not?

Benjamin Dingle:
Because she's so dumpy looking. Never has anything clean. That's why she's always borrowing your dresses.

Connie Milligan:
How do I know you'd be any better?

Benjamin Dingle:
[spinning around and patting the clothes he has on] Well, look at me. I'm neat, like a pin. Ah, let me stay.

Connie Milligan:
Well, look, I...

Benjamin Dingle:
I tell you what. We'll try it out for a week. End of the week comes, if you're not happy, we'll flip a coin to see who moves out.