Ike Graham:
[Mrs. Whittenmeyer refuses to sell a wedding gown to Maggie]
You sell wedding dresses, right?
Mrs. Whittenmeyer:
Yes, I've been selling wedding gowns for thirty-five years.
Ike Graham:
Wonderful! Because we are here to buy one! But not just any one.
[points to a gown in the window]
Ike Graham:
She wants "that" one!
Mrs. Whittenmeyer:
It's a thousand dollars!
Ike Graham:
Listen, Aunt Bea! Conversation has never worked for me, let's try "visual."
[jumps into the window and pulls the mannequin down, knocking its wig off]
Ike Graham:
We're buying the dress! And anything else she wants!
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