Mary: Isn’t it beautiful out?
Isaac: Yeah, it’s really so pretty when the light starts to come up.
Mary: Yeah, I know. I love it.
Isaac: Boy, this is really a great city, I don’t care what anybody s-s - it’s really a knock-out, you know?
Manhattan [1979]
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