DMV Agent: You failed the written exam. Come back in three weeks.
Sally: I can't come back. I can't.
DMV Agent: Sorry, those are the rules.
Sally: I need a license now. I'm the woman. I really need your help. You must be a genius. Your line is so big, but it moves so fast.
DMV Agent: Well, I do my best.
Sally: There's got to be some way you can help me. I mean, I know you have a heart in that big, hairy, wonderful chest of yours. I bet pretty girls beg you all the time, huh?
DMV Agent: Okay, you can take the test again.
Sally: Thank you. [to Harry] I could get very good at this.