"Are you proposing to court me?" "No, Gail, we're going bear hunting. Yes, woman, I propose to court you." "You have sawdust where your brain should be." "With you running me through a sawmill for the last thirty years, it's no wonder. And just so you'll know I'm serious, I'll be making the announcement at church on Sunday." "You wouldn't dare." He looked into her eyes and said, "Abigail, you won't believe the things I'm going to dare."
