You Can't Take it With You

Quiet, everybody! Quiet! Well, Sir, we've been getting along pretty good for quite a while now, and we're certainly much obliged. Remember, all we ask is to just go along and be happy in our own sort of way. Of course we want to keep our health but as far as anything else is concerned, we'll leave it to You. Thank You.

KIRBY: A man can't give up his business. GRANDPA: Why not? You've got all the money you need. You can't take it with you.

How many of us would be willing to settle when we're young for what we eventually get? All those plans we make...what happens to them? It's only a handful of the lucky ones that can look back and say that they even came close.

Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Penny, why don't you write a play about Ism-Mania? Penny Sycamore: Ism-Mania? Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Yeah, sure, you know, Communism, Faschism, Voodoo-ism, everybody's got an -ism these days. Penny Sycamore: Oh [laughs] Penny Sycamore: I thought it was some kind of itch or something. Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Well, it's just as catching. When things go a little bad nowadays, you go out, get yourself an -ism and you're in business.

TONY: You know what you're saying, don't you? ALICE: What? TONY: That you'd rather spend the summer with me than with anybody else. ALICE: Was I? TONY: Well, if it's true about the summer, how would you feel about — the winter? ALICE: Yes, I'd — like that too. TONY (tremulous): Then there's spring and autumn. If you could — see your way clear about those, Miss Sycamore? ALICE: I might. TONY: I guess that's the whole year. We haven't forgotten anything, have we?