Lennie: Do you believe this, do you believe this place, pretty city. They get prettier every year.
Lennie: Who? The navigators dummy. Those stewardess' didn't you see them?
Don: I see them every day, I got twelve of them on my plane.
Lennie: I hate you for that. That's why you and I can never be brothers. I'd always hate you for being a pilot just for that.
Don: Do me a favor, don't hate me till you quit being a traffic control officer. I need you too much.
Lennie: I hate you even more cause I'm an air traffic control officer while your up there flying around with twelve beautiful girls and I'm in the control tower all day staring at bleeps.
Lennie: Bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep. Holy moley!
Lennie: Look at that lady, she's the best thing you ever saw.
Don: Yeah she sure is. Excuse me a minute.
Lennie: What'ya gonna do talk to her?
(Don walks over to her and kisses her on the cheek).