The Magnificent Ambersons1942

Lucy:
Don't you remember? We'd had a quarrel and we didn't speak to each other all the way home from a long, long drive. And since we couldn't play together like good children, of course, it was plain we oughtn't of play at all.

George:
Play?

Lucy:
What I mean is, we've come to the point where it was time to quit playing. Well, what we were playing.

George:
That being love, as you mean, don't you?

Lucy:
Something like that. It was absurd.