Jimmy: Oh, Clark... what about you now? Who've you got? I mean... all those friends of yours...
Clark: They've all got someone else. Still, that's fine. I'm fine.
Jimmy: I'll watch out for you, sir.
Clark: You can't ever tell her!
Jimmy: No, no, no...
Jimmy: But, every night, Clark... when it gets dark, and the stars come out, I'll look up...on her behalf. I'll look up at the sky...and think of you.
Clark: Thank you.