Philip: Ann, there are moments when you don’t seem to me quite normal.
Ann: I don’t understand.
Philip: I have come here to talk sense, not to make love.
Ann: Love is the only sense in the world.
Philip: In the whole of my life I have never met anyone so deliberately blind as you are. You ignore all values except the ones you have created yourself. Quite suddenly, on the spur of the moment, you ruin my reputation and your own and then sit there quite calmly, talking about love.
Ann: But I love you.
Philip: What in God’s name has love got to do with it?
Ann: What else has anything to do with it?
Philip: Your reputation, my career.