He""s kind and he""s sweet and he""s considerate.He wants a home and children.Walter: Sounds more like a guy I ought to marry.What""s his name?Hildy: Uh, Baldwin.Bruce Baldwin.Walter: Baldwin, Baldwin.Oh, I knew a Baldwin once.A horse thief in Mississippi.Couldn""t be the same fella, could it?Walter: You""re now talking about the man I""m marrying tomorrow.At last, Hildy is able to tell Walter what she originally came to say.She staunchly insists that she wants to be married - as soon as the following day - to a caring husband." He innocently asks a profound question:Do you intend to keep your identity a dark secret for the whole voyage?She becomes better acquainted with the romantic stranger on a shopping trip that afternoon to buy gifts for his two daughters: sixteen year-old Beatrice and twelve year-old Tina.If you laid all these people end to end, figuring an average height of five feet six and a half inches, they would reach from Times Square to the outskirts of Karachi, Pakistan.Writing words, words, more words! Well, you""ve made a rope of words and strangled this business.Ha, ha.But there""s a microphone right there to catch the last gurgles, and Technicolor to photograph the red, swollen tongue.(To Charlotte) Lisa tells me that your latest peculiarities, your fits of crying, your secretiveness indicate that you""re on he verge of a nervous breakdown.