- Mary: [as John lines up with the jets at the contest, she arrives on the scene and begs him not to do it] John! Listen to me, John!
- [as she's doing this, Junior gets out of the buggy and gets into the fuselage of John]
- Mary: Listen to me, John!
- [John shoves her away defiantly, then we cut to her looking into the empty buggy]
- Mary: Junior?
- [She looks over at John to see Junior smiling and waving from his cockpit]
- Mary: [In horror] JUNIOR!
- [first lines]
- Mary: [Seeing a depressed John land in the hangar] Any luck today, John?
- John: No, Mary, same as yesterday. I went to every airport in town, and they just don't have any use for an old, burned-out B-29.
- Mary: Nonsense.
- [She and John kiss]
- Mary: You can fly as well as any of those newfangled airplanes. Did you tell them of your wonderful war record?
- [John looks at a portrait of himself as a proud, well-decorated war plane]
- Mary: A hero of ninety missions over the Pacific?
- John: Yeah. I even showed them my purple heart.
- [suddenly upset]
- John: But all they want nowadays is jets, jets, jets!
- Mary: Now, now, John, watch your oil pressure.
- Old prop plane: Old planes never fly; they just fade away.