What dreams are made of! Look what I have for you!

You were the one that always told me to go for my dreams, never to settle.

I mean, this is the kind of opportunity everybody dreams about, and we're talking Massachusetts here, not Mars.

Okay, hang in there. A little more.

Well, I am always fixing, you know. A nip, a tuck, a little suction.

What's the matter, George? You look a little pooped.

Do me a favor. Don't follow me, Banks! No!

You bought a house, right? A place you can remodel a little closer to home?

- Hi, Dad. - Are you okay? - I was a little late.

- A little stickied up, you know. Kinda hip! - In their number

I guess I just assumed we'd have a little more warning.

- He'll just sleep like a little lamb. Okay. - Oh, George. - Nina!

we think two last names is a lot for a little kid to deal with.

- Could you hand me a pillow? - Yep.

Well, actually, he did, didn't he? He did find a little something.

Calling me ''Banks'' was never a good sign.

It's wonderful. Give Annie a kiss for me.

Little tin soldier Happy tin soldier

- Hi. Hi. Are you George? Oh, you're George. - Can I get a little hug?

Sure I may have been a little out of shape, but I was still young.