Brian:
Now, who do you love? Carey Merton or me?
Anne:
I've never met Carey Merton...
Brian:
Then it must be me.
Anne:
I bet he's fascinating.
Brian:
I bet he's potty!
Anne:
I bet he knows how to make love.
Brian:
Meaning, I don't?
Anne:
Oh, you're not bad, for an amateur.
Brian:
I suppose he's a professional?
Anne:
Of the highest rank.
Brian:
Hmm. Rank is right!
Anne:
You should read some of his books and learn some new ideas.
Brian:
'haven't learnt all the old ones yet.
Anne:
Oh, strange. Didn't your granny teach you?
Brian:
I scarcely remember.
Anne:
Dear me, I thought you were quite old friends. I always think of you as grandma's boy.
Brian:
Just the same, you love me.
Anne:
Do I?
Brian:
You wouldn't promise to marry me, if you didn't.
Anne:
Well, marriage is a little old-fashioned, isn't it?
Brian:
Is that what Carey Merton thinks?
Anne:
He understands.
Brian:
What?
Anne:
Me. Every woman.
Brian:
Now you're talking absolute rot.
Anne:
You approve of convention, of course? A man can be free but a woman must be chained. Well, Carey Merton thinks differently. He isn't stuffy.
Brian:
He ought to be horse-whipped! And you ought to be spanked.
Anne:
Brian!
Brian:
I'm sorry, Ann.
[grabbing her book]

Brian:
But somehow this old fossil infuriated me.
Anne:
If he were old, he couldn't write so beautifully.
Brian:
If he were young, he wouldn't write so disgustingly.
Anne:
We'll settle this, Brian.
Brian:
How?
Anne:
We'll call on him and find out.

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Her First Affaire (1932)

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