John: Marriage is not a word, it's a sentence.
John's Boyhood Friend: What are you gonna be when you grow up, Whitey?
Whitey - John's Black Boyhood Friend: I detend to be a preacher man! Hallelujah.
John's Nerdy Boyhood Friend: I purpose to seek occupation as a cowboy.
Title Card: We do not know how big the crowd is, and what opposition it is... until we get out of step with it.
Mary: Will you put the folding bed in its garage?
Title Card: The crowd laughs with you always... but it will cry with you for only a day.
