He's an insurance salesman. That's a good, honest business, isn't it?

Oh certainly, it's honest. It's also adventurous, it's romantic. Listen, Hildy, I can't picture you being surrounded by policies, policies...

I can, I can, and I like it, what's more. Besides, he forgets the office when he's with me...He doesn't treat me like an errand boy either, Walter. He treats me like a woman.

He does, does he? How did I treat ya, like a water buffalo?

I don't know from water buffalos, but I do know about him. He's kind and he's sweet and he's considerate. He wants a home and children.

Sounds more like a guy I ought to marry. What's his name?

Uh, Baldwin. Bruce Baldwin.

Baldwin, Baldwin. Oh, I knew a Baldwin once. A horse thief in Mississippi. Couldn't be the same fella, could it?

You're now talking about the man I'm marrying tomorrow.

Tomorrow? As soon as that?