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Sam:
Have things got this bad, Fran? I'm too tired to talk tonight. If things have got this bad, they've got to stop altogether. Now, I'm willing to do anything I can to make you happy. I love you. You know that. But if we're going on together, as you said to me back in Paris, I'm saying it now, if we are going on together, we've got to beat it right back home where we belong.

Fran:
Is that your idea of making me happy?

Sam:
I'm not taking any more chances on another Arnold Iselin. Oh, I know this friendship with Kurt is harmless enough, but you might get fascinated.

Fran:
You think I might? You really think I might? Well, I love Kurt, and Kurt loves me, and I'm going to marry him. He asked me tonight...You've never known me. You've never known anything about me, not what I had on or thought or the sacrifices I've made....I'll be happy with Kurt. I'm fighting for life! You can't drag me back!

Sam:
Will you get your divorce here?

Fran:
Yes, I suppose so.

Sam:
I wish you'd put it off for a couple of months.

Fran:
Why?

Sam:
I'd like you to feel sure of Kurt. That's all.

Fran:
Well, it's my funeral now, isn't it?

Sam:
Yes, I guess so. I'll have to get used to that idea. I guess I can.