Love Story

Oliver Barrett IV:
Love means never having to say you're sorry.

Jennifer Cavalieri:
You're gonna flunk out if you don't study.

Oliver Barrett IV:
I am studying.

Jennifer Cavalieri:
Bullshit. You're looking at my legs.

Oliver Barrett IV:
You know, Jenny, you're not that great looking.

Jennifer Cavalieri:
I know. But can I help it if you think so?

Jennifer Cavalieri:
You look stupid and rich.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Well, what if I'm smart and poor?

Jennifer Cavalieri:
*I'm* smart and poor.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Well what makes you so smart?

Jennifer Cavalieri:
I wouldn't go out for coffee with you that's what.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Well what if I wasn't even gonna ask you to go out for coffee with me?

Jennifer Cavalieri:
Well that's what makes you stupid.

Phil Cavaleri:
Amen.

Phil Cavaleri:
How am I supposed to know? I've never been to a do-it-yourself wedding before.

Oliver Barrett IV:
What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful and brilliant? That she loved Mozart and Bach, the Beatles, and me?

Oliver Barrett IV:
Hey what makes you so sure I went to prep school?

Jennifer Cavelleri:
You look stupid and rich.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Actually I'm smart and poor.

Jennifer Cavelleri:
Uh-uh, I'm smart and poor.

Oliver Barrett IV:
What makes you so smart?

Jennifer Cavelleri:
I wouldn't go for coffee with you.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Yeah well I wouldn't ask you.

Jennifer Cavelleri:
Well, that's what makes you stupid.

Oliver Barrett IV:
See, I think you're scared. You put up a big glass wall to keep from getting hurt. But it also keeps you form getting touched. It's a risk isn't it, Jenny? At least, I had the guts to admit what I felt. Someday you're gonna have to come up with the courage to admit you care.

Jennifer Cavelleri:
I care.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Why did you leave the Church?

Jennifer Cavelleri:
I don't know--I never really joined. I mean, I guess I never thought that there's any world better than this one. I mean, what can be better than Mozart, or Bach, or you?

Phil Cavelleri:
But God would bless this union in any church.

Jennifer Cavelleri:
Er, Phil, about the God bit...

Phil Cavelleri:
Yeah?

Jennifer Cavelleri:
Well, we're sort of negative about that, too.

Phil Cavelleri:
About God? About anybody's god?

Oliver Barrett IV:
See, we neither...one of us believe...and we won't be hypocrites.

Oliver Barrett III:
If you marry her now, I'll not give you the time of day.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Father, you don't know the time of day! [walks away]

Jennifer Cavelleri:
[emotionally] I forgot my key.

Oliver Barrett IV:
[regretfully] Jenny, I-- I'm sorry.

Jennifer Cavelleri:
Don't. Love means never having to say you're sorry. Note: the bolded line is ranked #13 in the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 movie quotations in American cinema.

[last lines]

Oliver Barrett III:
Oliver. Why didn't you tell me? I made a couple of calls, and as soon as I found out, I jumped right in the car. Oliver, I want to help.

Oliver Barrett IV:
Jenny's dead.

Oliver Barrett III:
I'm sorry--

Oliver Barrett IV:
Love-- Love means never having to say you're sorry.