Marilyn Monroe:
Oh, no, Johnny, you need your rest.

Johnny Hyde:
I'll get my rest when I'm dead, which is going to be sooner rather than later. You know that, Marilyn.

Johnny Hyde:
How can you be so cold?

Marilyn Monroe:
Because you let me.

Marilyn Monroe:
Oh, that's what I love about you, Monty. You're the only one I know that's more fucked up than me.