Flower Belle Lee:
[to Wayne Carter] You're a man with ideals. Well, I guess I better be goin' while you still got 'em.
Wayne Carter:
I think you could turn a man's head very easily if he wasn't careful.
Flower Belle: Well, there's no fun in being too careful.
Wayne Carter: Aren't you forgetting that you're married?
Flower Belle: I'm doin' my best.
Flower Belle: Well, there's no fun in being too careful.
Wayne Carter: Aren't you forgetting that you're married?
Flower Belle: I'm doin' my best.
Wayne Carter:
Spring is the time for love.
Flower Belle Lee: What's the matter with the rest of the year?
Flower Belle Lee: What's the matter with the rest of the year?
Wayne Carter:
There's no such thing as law and order in this town. Decent citizens live in fear of their lives.
Flower Belle Lee: That ain't right. There should be a law against it.
Flower Belle Lee: That ain't right. There should be a law against it.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Babydoll, these weed-benders have been running off at the mouth... to your detriment.
Flower Belle Lee: Hmmm, I ain't surprised. Bad news travels fast.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: I understand you need a Cicero and guide.
Flower Belle Lee: I need more than that, honey.
[she places her arm on the seat back between them - he takes her hand]
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Ah, what symmetrical digits! Soft as the fuzz of a baby's arm.
Flower Belle Lee: But quick on the trigger.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Mmm, yes. Uh, may I?
[kisses her fingers]
Flower Belle Lee: Help yourself.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Would you object if I avail myself of a second helping?
Flower Belle Lee: Don't you think you're a little forward on such short acquaintance? You're compromising me.
Flower Belle Lee: Hmmm, I ain't surprised. Bad news travels fast.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: I understand you need a Cicero and guide.
Flower Belle Lee: I need more than that, honey.
[she places her arm on the seat back between them - he takes her hand]
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Ah, what symmetrical digits! Soft as the fuzz of a baby's arm.
Flower Belle Lee: But quick on the trigger.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Mmm, yes. Uh, may I?
[kisses her fingers]
Flower Belle Lee: Help yourself.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Would you object if I avail myself of a second helping?
Flower Belle Lee: Don't you think you're a little forward on such short acquaintance? You're compromising me.