Is the logic vaild?
The Boy: When I grow up, I want to be a real man.
Mom: That's good.
The Boy: And when you grow down, you can be a baby.
"I guess that's the way the whole durned human comedy keeps perpetuatin' it-self, down through the generations, westward the wagons, across the sands a time until-- aw, look at me, I'm ramblin' again. Wel, uh hope you folks enjoyed yourselves."