The inexhaustible relationship between the sexes

Lora Mae Hollingsway: I've been a good wife. The best wife your money could buy.

Porter Hollingsway: Strictly cash and carry.

Lora Mae Hollingsway: Isn't that what you wanted? Isn't that what you told me? "Out in the open. You made a good deal, kid." Did you every stop to think, Porter, that in over 3 years there's one word we've never said to each other, even in fun?

Porter Hollingsway: To you, I'm a cash register. You can't love a cash register.

Lora Mae Hollingsway: And I'm part of your inventory. You can't love that, either.

Porter Hollingsway: I asked you to marry me because I was crazy about you.

Lora Mae Hollingsway: You didn't even ask me!

Porter Hollingsway: I've been a good husband. You got everything you want.

Lora Mae Hollingsway: If you'd only asked me, if you'd only made me feel like a woman instead of a piece of merchandise!

Porter Hollingsway: Did you give me a chance to? All you ever showed me was your price tag.

Deborah Bishop: Have you any idea how much Lora Mae is in love with you?

Porter Hollingsway: [scornfully] No! How much?

Deborah Bishop: So much she's afraid to tell you, afraid you'd laugh at her.

Porter Hollingsway: Me laugh? She couldn't say it with a straight face. Lora Mae in love with me? It's all she can do to wait it out.

Deborah Bishop: Wait it out?

Porter Hollingsway: Yeah, like an annuity till it matures. Like a slot machine till it pays off. That's what she's waiting for. A chance to call it off, to collect. "The end of the line. Fares, please." Don't tell me about love and Lora Mae.