Peppermint Patty: What kind of girl do you think you’ll marry?
Charlie Brown: Well, I always kind of hate to talk about those things because it may sound silly, but I’d like a girl who would call me, “Poor, Sweet Baby.”
Peppermint Patty: Poor, Sweet Baby?
Charlie Brown: Uh, huh! If I was feeling tired or depressed or something like that, she’d cuddle up close to me, kiss me on the ear and whisper, “Poor, Sweet Baby.”
Peppermint Patty: Forget it, Chuck…it’ll never happen!