- Harold Wilson: Hey, uh, is your sister home?
- Ross Lane: I think so. Why?
- Harold Wilson: I'd like to meet her.
- Ross Lane: My sister?
- Harold Wilson: Yeah.
- Ross Lane: Why?
- Harold Wilson: I think she's cute.
- Ross Lane: You must be mixed up. My sister's Patty Lane.
- Harold Wilson: I know.
- Ross Lane: And you think she's cute?
- Harold Wilson: I sure do.
- Ross Lane: You must have her mixed up with some other Patty Lane.
- Patty Lane: Well, I've thought that over very seriously, and I think the best place for me to work would be at your newspaper.
- Martin Lane: I see. Doing what?
- Patty Lane: Well, you know I've taken a journalism course, and I've been editor of the school paper. Now, naturally, I wouldn't expect to be editor. I mean you're the editor.
- Martin Lane: Thank you.
- Patty Lane: But I thought some kind of assistant editor.
- Martin Lane: No.
- Patty Lane: Junior editor?
- Martin Lane: No.
- Patty Lane: Reporter?
- Martin Lane: No.
- Patty Lane: Want ads?
- Martin Lane: Patty.
- Patty Lane: Office boy?
- Martin Lane: The only opening we have at the Chronicle is for new subscribers. I'm sorry. There's just no summer jobs.
- Patty Lane: Not even for your own daughter?
- Martin Lane: Well, I don't believe in nepotism.
- Patty Lane: Neither do I, whatever it is.