ANNABELLE. I hate you!
JIMMY. (cheerfully) I don't mind. (Smiling) I rather hate you myself. And that's the final proof that this is love.
ANNABELLE. (sobbing) I thought love was something quite—different!
JIMMY. You thought it was beautiful. It isn't. It's just blithering, blathering folly. We'll both regret it tomorrow.
ANNABELLE. I Won't!
JIMMY. Yes you will. It's human nature. Face the facts.
ANNABELLE. (tearfully) Facing the facts is one thing and being in love is another,
JIMMY. Quite so. Well, how long do you think your love for me will last?
ANNABELLE. For ever!
JIMMY. H'm! I predict that you will fall in love with the next man you meet.