Stan: Remember our wedding day? I made you do this even though you thought it'd be bad luck for me to see you before the ceremony.
Dorothy: What a silly superstition.
Stan: You know, Dorothy, all those years of marriage, through all the struggles, the one thing I wanted was to be a success. Suddenly I have all the success I want, and it scares me. I keep waiting for a knock at the door. "Hi, it's me, failure." And I'm scared to face it alone. What I'm trying to say is, I need your help Dorothy, like I did when we were together. So, what do you think?
Dorothy: I hate to admit it, but you look good.