Phone Call from a Stranger (1952)
Binky Gay: Yeah, well, let's not clown about this one till we get there.
Eddie Hoke: Oh we'll get there. Pilot's a personal friend of mine. This guy hates his wife so much, he's not gonna take that airplane two feet off the ground if he thinks there's any chance of her collecting his insurance.
Binky Gay: I can peg a married man from as far as I can see him, unfortunately.
Eddie Hoke: Hey, are you gonna sing someplace in L.A.?
Binky Gay: Why, you dirty old man!
Eddie Hoke: What do you mean, old?
Binky Gay: I got a good mind to write your wife.
Eddie Hoke: Go ahead. She can't read.
Binky Gay: Anybody marries you, I don't believe she can even see.
David Trask: It's the memory of someone else always between us, and I don't believe I'd ever be able to support it.
Marie Hoke: Dull, foolish, vulgar to some but not to me. To me he was a man like a rock. Nothing could shake him. Nothing could shake his love. It was from him that I learned what love really was. Not a frail little fancy to be smashed and broken by pride and vanity and self pity. That's for children. That's for high school kids. But a rock as strong as life itself indestructible and eternal.