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last lines]
Sam Craig:
I've just launched Gerald.
Sam Craig:
[
Sam and Tess are both mildly drunk. Tess's head is resting on Sam] There's something I have to get off my chest...
Tess Harding:
[
starts to get up] I'm too heavy...
Sam Craig:
[
smiles] No. I love you.
Tess Harding:
You do?
Sam Craig:
Positive.
Tess Harding:
[
sighs] That's nice. Even when I'm sober?
Sam Craig:
Even when you're brilliant.
Tess Harding:
[
In the stands at the ballpark, observing the large crowd in attendance] Are all these people unemployed?
Sam Craig:
No, they're all attending their grandmother's funeral.
Phil Whittaker:
Women should be kept illiterate and clean, like canaries.
Tess Harding:
[
attending a baseball game] You mean our paper sends two people to cover the game?
Phil Whittaker:
No, I cover the game, he just kicks it around in his column.
Tess Harding:
We've got only one man at Vichy...
Sam Craig:
Vichy, are they still in the league?
Sam Craig:
[
in front of the airport] Could I drop you someplace, Miss Whitcomb?
Ellen Whitcomb:
You can drop that "Miss Whitcomb."
Ellen Whitcomb:
Success is no fun unless you share it with someone.
Sam Craig:
[
on his and Tess's very short wedding ceremony] No one will ever believe we were married sober.
Tess Harding:
Sam, why can't we sit down like adults and patch this thing up?
Sam Craig:
I'm afraid that might become a habit. Then we'd wind up with a patchwork quilt for a marriage.
Tess Harding:
I'm going to be you wife. You don't think that I can do the little ordinary things that any idiot can do, do you?
Sam Craig:
No.
Tess Harding:
Why not?
Sam Craig:
Because you're incapable of doing them, that's why. You can't expect Seabiscuit to stop in the middle of the stretch, drink a glass of water, and count to seven at the same time, you know. That takes training.
Tess Harding:
Well, I'm not Seabiscuit.
Sam Craig:
I don't want to be married to Tess Harding any more than I want you to be just Mrs Sam Craig. Why can't you be Tess Harding Craig?
Tess Harding:
I think it's a wonderful name.
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