It Happened One Night1934

[Peter puts Ellie over his shoulder so he can carry her across a creek]

Ellie:
You know this is the first time in years I've ridden piggy-back.

Peter:
This isn't piggy-back.

Ellie:
Course it is.

Peter:
You're crazy.

Ellie:
I remember distinctly my father taking me for a piggy-back ride.

Peter:
And he carried you like this I suppose.

Ellie:
Yes.

Peter:
Your father didn't know beans about piggy-back riding.

Ellie:
My uncle, mother's brother, has four children and I've seen them ride piggy-back.

Peter:
I'll bet there isn't a good piggy-back rider in your whole family. I never knew a rich man yet who could piggy-back ride.

Ellie:
You're prejudiced.

Peter:
You show me a good piggy-backer and I'll show you a real human. Now you take Abraham Lincoln for instance. A natural born piggy-backer. Where do you get all of that stuffed-shirts family of yours?

Ellie:
My father was a great piggy-backer.

[He slaps her behind for that remark]