Awful Truth

Jerry Warriner:
And if you get bored in Oklahoma City, you can always go over to Tulsa for the weekend!

Lucy Warriner:
I've seen your picture in the paper and wondered what you looked like.

Lucy Warriner:
You've come back and caught me in the truth, and there's nothing less logical than the truth.

Jerry Warriner:
In the spring, a young man's fancy lightly turns to what he's been thinking about all winter.

Armand Duvalle:
I am a great teacher, not a great lover.

Lucy Warriner:
That's right, Armand. No one could ever accuse you of being a great lover.

Dan:
For you, my little prairie flower / I'm thinking of you every hour / It would make my life divine / if you would change your name to mine.

Lucy Warriner:
You're all confused, aren't you?

Jerry Warriner:
Aren't you?

Lucy Warriner:
No.

Jerry Warriner:
Well you should be, because you're wrong about things being different because they're not the same. Things are different except in a different way. You're still the same, only I've been a fool... but I'm not now.

Lucy Warriner:
Oh.

Jerry Warriner:
So long as I'm different don't you thing that... well maybe things could be the same again... only a little different, huh?

Jerry Warriner:
What did you tell him?

Lucy Warriner:
I told him the truth, and strange enough, he believed me.

Dan:
Well, I guess a man's best friend is his mother.