"I suppose I'm wrong ?" "You are." "Buck, I may have slipped a nickel into you, but you're playing the wrong tune.

Knock off and talk sense, will you ?" "When you grow up, son, you'll understand some of the things I'm tryin' to explain in words of one syllable.
"She don't love Dan.

She thinks she does, but down deep they ain't a damned thing in the world she gives a rap about exceptin' Joan.

Men?
What are they to her?
Marriage?
That's simply an accident that's needed so she can have a baby.

Delicate, shrinkin' flower, is she?
I tell you, my boy, if it was necessary for Joan she'd tear out your heart and mine and send Dan plumb to hell.