Dodsworth1936

Sam:
Fran, my darling, you're not drifting away from me.

Fran:
I hope not.

Sam:
Oh, no. You and I, Fran, after all these years. All right, I'll give it up. I won't go home.

Fran:
But, you've, you've got to go home. You've simply got to. I can't stand being torn like this any longer. Oh, I'm sorry for all the mean things I've said to you. But if you and I are gonna go on together, you've simply got to let me alone this summer. Oh, don't look so hurt, and please don't be angry. Oh, be as angry as you like, if it does any good! Remember, I, I did make a home for you once, and I'll do it again, only you've got to let me have my fling now! Because you're simply rushing at old age, Sam, and I'm not ready for that yet.