- [in her hurry to tell her girlfriends about winning a trip to London, Lucy slams Mr. Mooney's door, shattering the glass in the frame]
- Mr. Theodore J. Mooney: And they think they'll always be an England.
- Stewardess: Is there anything else I can help you with?
- Lucy Carmichael: Ah, no I don't think so. Later, I may have coffee, tea or milk.
- Lucy Carmichael: My, it's a small world, isn't it?
- Mr. Theodore J. Mooney: Yes... and with you in it, no wonder they're racing for the moon.