Julie:
Why, Pres. Bangin' on a lady's door. I'm scandalized at you. Well, did you come up here just to stand there?
Preston Dillard:
Julie, how long must we go on like this?
Julie:
Like what, Pres?
Preston Dillard:
Fightin', fussin' all the time, like a couple of children.
Julie:
Why do you treat me like a child?
Preston Dillard:
Because you act like one. A spoiled one.
Julie:
You used to say you liked me like that once. You never wanted me to change. Remember?
Preston Dillard:
Julie.
Julie:
[
after he kisses her] Why, Pres. In a lady's bedroom. Now you'll have to marry me.
Preston Dillard:
What do you figure I aim to do?
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