Valley of the Heart's Delight

[first lines]

Jack Pacheco:
Most of us face a choice in life that we never thought we'd have to make. But we make it, and either remain true to ourselves, or spend the rest of our lives wishing we had.

Jack Pacheco:
I was the height of the Great Depression. Franklin Roosevelt was president of the United States. Adolph Hitler Chancellor of Germany. G-Men chased gangsters. King Kong climbed the Empire State Building. And I had just gone to work as a reporter for Albion Munson, publisher of the only newspaper in one of the safest, most beautiful and prosperous valleys in California. Munson took all the credit.

Jack Pacheco:
My father was an organizer, murdered while leading a strike at a copper mine in Arizona. It was no surprise that when the smile came off the face of this valley, axe handles and bullets replaced it.

Albion Munson:
There's no way back from what you're going to tell me, Domio.

Jack Pacheco:
Truth doesn't go backwards.

Horace Walsh:
You're smart enough to judge people for yourself, but newspaper men are different.

Helen Walsh:
What do you mean?

Horace Walsh:
If they don't get the information they want, they'll make it up.

Helen Walsh:
Daddy, why are you telling me this?

Horace Walsh:
Follow your heart, but remember your family.

Albion Munson:
Your story is the spark in the forest, Domio. Time to decide if you want to get burned.

Jack Pacheco:
I'm the fire, Munson! I'm the fire!

Deputy Dully:
[peeping] Holiest window in the Valley of the Heart's Delight.

Agent Callaway:
The Deputy and an FBI Agent stayed outside the Walsh mansion, more to keep Helen in, than anyone out.