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Howard Foxhugh: I'm glad you like the car, and we're going to give you a chance to drive it, but you've got to promise me one thing.

Mike McCoy: Well, let's have it!

Howard Foxhugh: Don't encourage Cynthia!

Mike McCoy: Cynthia? What's she got to do with it?

Howard Foxhugh: Well, I didn't mind you singing for her. That was her birthday present, but now she is talking about marriage, and that, of course, is out of the question.

Mike McCoy: You're trying to say I'm good enough to drive your car, but I'm not good enough to marry your daughter?

Howard Foxhugh: Oh, now, Mike, don't put it that way!

Mike McCoy: I'll put it this way - if I want to marry Cynthia, and she wants to marry me, we'll get married! As for your car, you can drive it yourself!