The Life of Vergie Winters

John Shadwell:
Vergie, you didn't marry Hugo McQueen?

Vergie Winters:
I never intended to.

John Shadwell:
Your father said you did.

Vergie Winters:
Was that why you left, without saying goodbye?

John Shadwell:
He told me that, he said that...

Vergie Winters:
He said what, John?

John Shadwell:
He said it was necessary that Hugo marry you.

John Shadwell:
Vergie, do you think that two people who really love each other could ever say goodbye? We'll work it out somehow.

Vergie Winters:
I'm thinking...

John Shadwell:
Don't think. Just love me.

John Shadwell:
What if I do lose the election?

Vergie Winters:
You won't.

John Shadwell:
If winning means giving you up, it isn't worth it. I'll never let you go. As long as I live, I'll never let you get away from me. We belong to each other.

Vergie Winters:
I'm giving you up because it means your whole future, John. People just don't sanction divorces.

John Shadwell:
Must you cut your heart out for the privilege of serving them?

Herbert Somerby:
Gee, Sadie, you're just as pretty as you always were. And those city clothes...

Sadie:
They're kinda loud, don't you think?

Herbert Somerby:
They're swell. Up-to-date. And you're a swell kiddo.

Sadie:
You're kinda nice yourself, Herbie.

Herbert Somerby:
You didn't get engaged to any guy in Chicago, did you?

Sadie:
No. Those Chicago guys ain't my kind. I'm just a small town girl, I guess.

Sadie:
Besides, Miss Winter's is a lady.

Herbert Somerby:
Sure she is. And you stick up for her, innocent.

Sadie:
Oh, I ain't so innocent.

Herbert Somerby:
You are. That's why I'm so crazy about you.

Sadie:
Well, thanks for the show and ice cream and everything.