Roger: Heading home?
Roger: Let me ask you something. You’re a young girl.
Peggy: Excuse me?
Roger: You’re the only one around here who doesn’t have that stupid look on her face.
Peggy: What does that mean?
Roger: What would your father have to do for you to not want him at your wedding?
Peggy: My father passed away.
Roger: There you go. You’d do anything.