Duck Soup1933

Firefly:
Not that I care, but where is your husband?

Mrs. Teasdale:
Why, he's dead.

Firefly:
I'll bet he's just using that as an excuse.

Mrs. Teasdale:
I was with him to the very end.

Firefly:
Hmmph. No wonder he passed away.

Mrs. Teasdale:
I held him in my arms and kissed him.

Firefly:
Oh, I see. Then, it was murder. Will you marry me? Did he leave you any money? Answer the second question first.

Mrs. Teasdale:
He left me his entire fortune.

Firefly:
Is that so? Can't you see what I'm trying to tell you? I love you! [jumps into her arms]

Mrs. Teasdale:
Oh, your Excellency!

Firefly:
You're not so bad yourself.