A Kiss for Corliss1949

Mrs. Janet Archer:
Well, um, well, it's all very silly, but the fact is that my daughter has written a - a sort of diary.

Kenneth Marquis:
Indeed? Well, I'm confident that it reflects her girlish charms.

Mrs. Janet Archer:
Well, um, this diary is, um ...

Kenneth Marquis:
You are talking, I take it about that volume that your husband is clutching in his clammy hands?

Mrs. Janet Archer:
Well, it's all quite ridiculous, and I'm sure you'll be the first to - Go ahead, Harry. Please read some of it to Mr. Marquis, and then he'll realize how crazy the whole thing is.

Harry P. Archer:
[Reading] "Not all women know really great love. And so few can save the man they love from himself." [clears his throat]

Kenneth Marquis:
Doesn't read very fluently, does he?

Harry P. Archer:
"Kenny-boy is so sweet. I'm lucky I found Kenny-boy in time." Kenny-boy is you!

Kenneth Marquis:
Really?

Harry P. Archer:
That's from my daughter's diary.

Mrs. Janet Archer:
Silly, isn't it?

Kenneth Marquis:
No, I like it.

Harry P. Archer:
It's just schoolgirl romantic nonsense! But, there are reasons why we couldn't question Corliss.

Kenneth Marquis:
Naturally, after your contemptible invasion of the privacy of her diary.

Harry P. Archer:
It's none of your business what I do.

Kenneth Marquis:
My name is mentioned.

Harry P. Archer:
I'll burn every page. Only a fool would think there was any truth to this.

Kenneth Marquis:
Every single word of it is true.