Listen, when I was courting your grandmother, it took me two years to propose. You know...

Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Listen, when I was courting your grandmother, it took me two years to propose. You know why? The moment she'd walk into a room my knees would buckle; the blood would rush up into my head and the walls would start to dance. Twice I keeled over in a dead faint. Alice Sycamore: [laughing] Why, Grandpa. Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Yeh. She finally dragged it outta me when I was in bed with a one hundred and four fever and in a state of hysteria. The moment she accepted, the fever went down to normal and I hopped outta bed. [Alice smiles and chuckles] Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Oh, the case was written up in all the medical journals as the phenomenon of the times. [scoffs] Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Nothing phenomenal about it - I just had it bad, that's all; and I never got over it either, no sir. Right up to the very last she couldn't walk into a room without my heart going 'thump, thump, thump.' Alice Sycamore: [hugs him] Aw, you darling. Oh, I wish I'd known her. What was she like? Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: Well, look in there. [points to a dresser behind him] Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: This was her room too. Did you ever notice a peculiar fragrance in here? Alice Sycamore: Yes, but I never knew what it was. Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff: That's her. It's never left here; she hasn't either. I can still hear the tinkle of her thin little voice and see her eyes laughing. That's the reason I've lived in this house so many years and could never move out: it'd be like moving out on grandma.