“Hi. Your mother's waitin' for you. She's right down there at the end ofthe bridge. Ok, you go home.”
“Ok, you go home.”
“Creasy, where are you going?"
“I'm going home too.I'm going to Blue Bayou."
“Hey hey, I got something for you. I got the last number too.”
“I love you, Creasy. And you love me, don’t you?"
“Yes, I do. With all my heart. Pita, go!"