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Jigger Craigin:
My mother had a baby once.

Louise Bigelow:
I didn't make it up, Mother. Honest; there was a strange man her, and he hit me hard. I heard the sound of it, Mother, but it didn't hurt. It didn't hurt at all. It was just as if he kissed my hand.

Julie Jordan:
Go into the house, Louise.

Louise Bigelow:
What's happened, Mother? Don't you believe me?

Julie Jordan:
I believe you.

Louise Bigelow:
Then why don't you tell me why you're actin' so funny?

Julie Jordan:
It's nothin', darlin'.

Louise Bigelow:
But is it possible, Mother, for someone to hit you hard like that - real loud and hard, and it not hurt you at all?

Julie Jordan:
It is possible dear, for someone to hit you, hit you hard, and it not hurt at all.

Billy Bigelow:
I just couldn't get the hang of being married.

Starkeeper:
Was that Julie's fault?

Billy Bigelow:
No, but maybe it wasn't my fault either.

Starkeeper:
Simmer down now, Billy; you're fergettin' - this is the beginning and the end.

Carrie Pipperidge:
When I marry Mister Snow / The flowers will be buzzin' with the hum of bees / The birds will make a racket in the churchyard trees / When I marry Mister Snow.

Carrie Pipperidge:
Oh, hello Enoch... this is how fireman carry people.

Mister Snow:
Where's the fire? I never thought I would see the woman I'm engaged to being carried out of the woods like a fallen deer.

Carrie Pipperidge:
He wasn't carrying me out of the woods, he was carrying me into the woods!

Mister Snow:
You'd think a woman with nine children would have more sense.

Carrie Pipperidge:
If I had more sense I wouldn't have had nine children.

Billy:
I couldn't get work, and I couldn't bear to see her... to see her...

Starkeeper:
You couldn't bear to see her cry? Why don't you come right out and say it? Why are you ashamed you loved Julie?

Billy:
I ain't afraid of anything. Look, if I can't go back, just say so.

Starkeeper:
I didn't say you couldn't go back.

Billy:
No, but you didn't say I could, either. You're just trying to make me sweat.

Starkeeper:
No. I'm just trying to figure out what good you could do if I let you go back. You know... your daughter's down there. She's unhappy, she needs help.

Billy:
My daughter? My baby is a girl? My-my baby's a girl?

Starkeeper:
She isn't a baby anymore. She's fifteen years old.

Billy:
And she ain't happy, huh?

Starkeeper:
No, she ain't, Billy. You know, she's a lot like you. I think maybe that's why you could help her.

Billy:
Can I see her from here?

Starkeeper:
Sure, you can, if you want to.

Billy:
If she ain't happy, I don't want to look.

Starkeeper:
Right now, she appears to be having a fine time. There she is, running along the beach there, got her shoes and stockings off.

Billy:
Like I used to do, huh?

Starkeeper:
Yeah. Do you want to take a look at her?

Billy:
What do I have to do to see her?

Starkeeper:
Just look, and wait, and the power to see her will come to you.

Billy Bigelow:
To be perfectly honest with you...

Starkeeper:
I WOULD be, if I were you.

Billy Bigelow:
All right - I didn't mind livin' off her

Billy Bigelow:
cousin Nettie. It was just having nothin' to do that drove me crazy.

Billy Bigelow:
Yeah, I could still live here with Julie and...

Mrs. Mullin:
Holy Moses!

Billy Bigelow:
Well, what's wrong?

Mrs. Mullin:
Well, can you imagine how the girls'd love that, a barker who runs home to his wife every night! Why, people would laugh themselves sick! Well, I know I would!

Billy Bigelow:
Yeah, I can hear you laughing.

Mrs. Mullin:
Don't be so stuck on yourself.