Margaret: Permission to speak freely, sir?
Cliff: Permission granted.
Margaret: I requested you as my trainer because I want to learn hard and I want to learn right. I want to be the best carrier in the department, next to you, of course. Because I love the post office more than my life itself.
Carla: Good grief, there's another one.
Margaret: The post office is in my blood; my father was a carrier, and his father before him. It's been a life-long dream of mine to wear the eagle on my sleeve and to be a part of the few, the proud...
Carla: The undateable.
Cliff: Oh, your attitude is commendable there, O'Keefe. Look, I think you better mosey on home now and grab some shuteye. You're going to need plenty of sleep. Tomorrow is TV Guide day.
Margaret: I'll do you proud, sir.
Cliff: Yeah, we'll see about that. [Margaret leaves] Is it my imagination, or was that woman coming on to me?
Norm: Cliffie, Walt Disney should have had your imagination.