Diane: Please just put them down over there, Boggs.
Boggs: Thank you, Miss. Now I know why I became a chauffeur instead of a longshoreman. I would have been 72 on my next birthday.
Diane: I appreciate your bringing me home, Boggs.
Boggs: Well, your mother and I felt strongly that the first face one should encounter on leaving a place like that should be a friendly one.
Diane: Speaking of Mother, why didn't she ever visit me there?
Boggs: Well, she wanted to visit you, Miss Diane, but you know how uncomfortable she is around psychiatrists.
Diane: She could have written me a letter.
Boggs: And let them see her handwriting?
Diane: Boggs, that's insane.
Boggs: Well, as your mother would say, "Let's see them prove it in court." Which reminds me, I should be getting back to her right now.