JIM (to Dave)
De wind may blow, de door may slam
Dat whut you shootin' ain't worth a dam.
(to Daisy) I'd buy you a great big ole ship—and then baby, I'd buy you a ocean to[Note: corrected missing space] sail yo' ship on.
DAISY
(Happily) Oo-ooh, Jim.
DAVE (to Jim)
A long train, a short caboose
Dat lie whut you shootin', ain't no use.
(to Daisy) Miss Daisy, know what I'd do for you?
DAISY
Naw, whut?
DAVE
I'd like uh job cleanin out de Atlantic Ocean jus for you.
DAISY
Don't fool me now, papa.