In the Good Old Summertime (1949)
Van Johnson: Andrew Delby Larkin
Veronica Fisher : I wish you could read his letters. Then you could see he has such a lofty point of view.
Andrew Delby Larkin : [sitting close and speaking in a low voice] Loft?
Veronica Fisher : [starts to scoot away] And now to find out he's so materialistic.
Andrew Delby Larkin : [putting his arm around her shoulders and drawing her close again] Materialistic, too? I'm sorry. I hate to think I've spoiled your Christmas.
Veronica Fisher : Oh, no, you haven't. I supposed I really should be thanking you.
Andrew Delby Larkin : [whispering] You don't have to do that, but you know what I wish you would do. I wish you would send this Newspickle about his business and concentrate on me instead.
Veronica Fisher : [turing her back to him] I can't, you already have someone.
Andrew Delby Larkin : [kissing her neck] Oh, no, not yet.
Veronica Fisher : [stammering] Mr. Larkin...
Andrew Delby Larkin : After all it is Christmas.
Veronica Fisher : I know, but...
Andrew Delby Larkin : [pulling her close] Oh, Veronica, I love you so! Won't you open box 237 and take me out of my envelope?
Veronica Fisher : [turns to face] Box 23- box 237! You mean... You?
Andrew Delby Larkin : Dear Friend. Are you disappointed?
Veronica Fisher : Psychologically, I'm very confused, but personally I feel just wonderful.
Veronica Fisher : You're not the only one who's getting engaged. I mean, he hasn't asked me yet. And he might not, but then again...
Andrew Delby Larkin : He might. Well as a matter of fact, I happen to know it will happen.
Veronica Fisher : What do you mean you know it will happen?
Andrew Delby Larkin : I might as well tell you, he came to see me the other day.
Veronica Fisher : Who?
Andrew Delby Larkin : Your fiance. I had a pretty tough time with him too. You know he just didn't believe you when you wrote and told him I meant nothing to you.
Veronica Fisher : I just can't rap my head around this. He came to see you?
Andrew Delby Larkin : See me, yeah. Oh, but don't worry, I straightened everything out. In a little while, you'll be Mrs. Nusspickle.
Veronica Fisher : Nusspickle!
Andrew Delby Larkin : Well, yes, that's his name isn't it. I mean that's what he told me.
Veronica Fisher : Mr. Larkin, what about his mind? Did you find him intellegent, witty...
Andrew Delby Larkin : Witty? No, no, not witty, but then you can't judge a man when he's out of a job.
Veronica Fisher : Out of a job!
Andrew Delby Larkin : Well, yes.
Veronica Fisher : He never said anything to me about that.
Andrew Delby Larkin : Well he probably didn't want to worry you. But he thinks you can both live quite comfortably on what you make.
Veronica Fisher : [horrified] Did he ask you what I make?
Andrew Delby Larkin : Well, after all, he is your fiance.
Veronica Fisher : Did you find him attractive?
Andrew Delby Larkin : Yes, I thought so. But don't you go changing him. Don't put him on any diets.
Veronica Fisher : Would you say he was fat?
Andrew Delby Larkin : Personally I like that little tummy of his. Gives him a nice homey look. And as for his being bald...
Veronica Fisher : Bald!
Veronica Fisher : I don't think anyone would notice. The way he lets those few hairs in the back grow long and combs them up over his head, coming down behind his ears. It's ingenius really. And after all, that's what you want in a husband isn't it?
Veronica Fisher : [in a daze] Yes, that's what I want.