Johnny Foote:
Listen, Celia finally told me about the babies. All of them. But I also know that the minute you started working here, she started getting better. You saved her life.
Minny Jackson:
You mean, you knew I'd been working here this whole time?
Johnny Foote:
Fried chicken and okra the first night? I mean, you all could have at least put some cornpone on the table.
Minny Jackson:
No, I can't let you eat no more cornpone, Mr. Johnny.
Johnny Foote:
Well, thanks to you, now I've have to let out every pair of pants I own.
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