It Happened One Night

Poor old Shapeley. You shouldn't have
frightened him like that.

At the rate he's going, he's probably
crossed two state lines by this time.

Why did we have to leave the bus?
When Shapeley stops running,
he's going to start thinking, isn't he?

I've been doing a little thinking myself.
The next town we come to,
you better wire your father.

What's the matter, are you weakening?
No. I was just thinking of you.
A starvation diet may not agree with you.

Did you give that child all your money?
I gave him nothing.
You were the big-hearted gal.

All the money I had was that ten spot.
So I've been thinking
you better wire your father.

No, sir. I started out for New York
and I'm going to get there...

...if I have to starve all the way.
What is this strange power
this man Westley has over you women?

Here, take these.
- Hold on to them. Get up on that log.
- That?

Get up on the log.
I wish you'd stop being playful.
So sorry. You know, this is the first time
in years I've ridden piggyback.

This isn't piggyback.
- Of course it is.
- You're crazy.

I remember distinctly my father
taking me for a piggyback ride.

- And he carried you like this?
- Yes.

Your father didn't know beans
about piggyback riding.

My uncle has four children.
I've seen them ride piggyback.

I'll bet there isn't a good
piggyback rider in your family.

I never knew a rich man
who could piggyback ride.

You're prejudiced.
Show me a good piggy backer.
I'll show you a real human.

Take Abraham Lincoln for instance.
A natural born piggy backer.

Where do you get off with
that stuffed-shirt family of yours?

My father was a great piggy backer.
Here, hold this a minute.