Lou Grant: This year, Murray's gonna win.
Mary Richards: Oh, Mr. Grant, that is sensational. Murray's gonna win!
Lou Grant: But remember: it's top secret.
Mary Richards: That's right. I know. Oh, Mr. Grant, that's gonna be so hard to hide. I mean, when I know a secret, my whole face just lights up. He's gonna guess right away.
Lou Grant: Mary, we don't want that, do we? Wipe that smile off your face.
Mary Richards: How can I?
Lou Grant: Think about death.
Mary Richards: [Mary stops smiling, then smiles again, and shrugs] Hee, hee!
Lou Grant: Think about pestilence; and plague; and war; and rot; and slime; and putrid glop!
Mary Richards: All right, all right, I'm under control.
Mary Richards: Yeah.