Love Story (1970)

Ryan O'Neal: Oliver Barrett IV

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• Jennifer Cavalieri : You look stupid and rich.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Well, what if I'm smart and poor?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : *I'm* smart and poor.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Well what makes you so smart?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : I wouldn't go out for coffee with you that's what.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Well what if I wasn't even gonna ask you to go out for coffee with me?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Well that's what makes you stupid.

• [first lines] 

  Oliver Barrett IV : What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful and brilliant? That she loved Mozart and Bach, the Beatles, and me?

• Oliver Barrett III : If you marry her now, I'll not give you the time of day.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Father, you don't know the time of day!

  [walks away] 

• Oliver Barrett IV : Jenny... I'm sorry.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Don't. Love means never having to say you're sorry.

• Oliver Barrett IV : Love means never having to say you're sorry.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : You're gonna flunk out if you just sit there watching me study.

  Oliver Barrett IV : I'm not watching you study. I'm studying.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Bullshit. You're looking at my legs.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Listen, Cavalieri, you're not that great looking.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : I know. But can I help it if you think so?

• [last lines] 

  Oliver Barrett III : Oliver, why didn't you tell me? I made a couple of calls and as soon as I found out I jumped right in the car. Oliver, I want to help.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Jenny's dead.

  Oliver Barrett III : I'm sorry...

  Oliver Barrett IV : [cuts him off]  Love- love means never having to say you're sorry!

  [walks away] 

• Oliver Barrett IV : Oh, how can you do it?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : What?

  Oliver Barrett IV : How can you see me and still love me?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : That's what it's about, preppy.

• Oliver Barrett IV : Listen, you conceited Radcliffe bitch.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : Screw Paris!

  Oliver Barrett IV : [surprised]  What?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Screw Paris and music and all that stuff, you thought you stole for me ! I don't care, don't you believe that?

  Oliver Barrett IV : [crying, shakes his head no] 

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Then get the hell out of here, I don't want you at my goddamn deathbed!

  [crying] 

  Oliver Barrett IV : [first cries, then begins to smile]  I believe you. I really do.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : [calm]  That's better.

• Oliver Barrett IV : Come on, Jenny, I'm trying to concentrate.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : On what?

  Oliver Barrett IV : On how I'll total that Dartmouth bastard. Come on, Harvard, let's go!

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Are you a dirty player? Would you ever total me?

• Oliver Barrett IV : I've got an hour exam tomorrow, damn it!

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Please watch your profanity, preppy.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : Listen, preppy, I know you've got at least a few brains.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Really?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Yeah, you're hung up on me, aren't you?

• Oliver Barrett IV : Music 201, that's a graduate course.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Renaissance polyphony.

  Oliver Barrett IV : What's polyphony?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Nothing *sexual*, preppy.

• Oliver Barrett IV : Hey, if you're so convinced I'm a loser, why did you bulldoze me into buying you coffee?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : I like your body.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : So, now I've seen a hockey game.

  Oliver Barrett IV : What'd you like best?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : When you were on your ass.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : [referring to Oliver's father]  He went all that way up to Ithaca to watch you play hockey?

  Oliver Barrett IV : After - we blew the title and after - I was nearly massacred by the wild, Canadian hordes, do you know what the big banker, Harvard man said to his son?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Whores in lthaca?

  Oliver Barrett IV : "You know, Oliver, the Dean of the Law School was a classmate of mine."

  Jennifer Cavalieri : What did you expect him to say? "How's your sex life?"

• Oliver Barrett IV : You've been checking up on me, haven't you?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : I don't dine outdoors with just anybody.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Am I just anybody?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : What do you think, preppy?

• Jennifer Cavalieri : You're a preppy millionaire and I'm a social zero.

  Oliver Barrett IV : What does that have to do with going our separate ways? We're together now, aren't we? We're happy.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Look, Harvard is like this Santa Claus bag stuffed full of all kinds of crazy toys, but when the holiday is over...

  Oliver Barrett IV : This has been a little bit more than a holiday.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : They come home, shake you out, and you gotta go back where you belong.

  Oliver Barrett IV : You're going back to Cranston, Rhode Island and bake cookies?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Pastries. And don't make fun of my father!

  Oliver Barrett IV : Then, don't leave me, Jenny! Please.

• Oliver Barrett III : What is it your people are in, Jennifer?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : My father bakes cookies.

  Oliver Barrett III : Oh, what's the name of his firm?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Phil's Bake Shop.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Of Cranston, Rhode lsland.

  Oliver Barrett III : How interesting.

  Mrs. Barrett : So your people are from Cranston, Jenny?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Well, mostly. Actually mother came from Fall River.

  Oliver Barrett III : The Barretts have mills in Fall River.

  Oliver Barrett IV : And where they exploited the New England poor for generations.

  Oliver Barrett III : In the 19th century.

  Mrs. Barrett : When you inherit, Oliver, you can give all our money back as reparations.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Well, that's exactly what the philosopher Saint-Simon advocated.

  Oliver Barrett III : In the 18th century.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : I never thought there was another world better than this one. I mean, what could be better than - Mozart? Or Bach? Or you?

  Oliver Barrett IV : Jenny? I'm up there with Bach and Mozart?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Uh-huh. And The Beatles.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : You're driving like a maniac!

  Oliver Barrett IV : This is Boston. Everybody drives like a maniac.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : You're gonna kill us before your parents can murder us.

• Oliver Barrett IV : You were under the mistaken impression that I wanted to make love to you.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Was I?

• Oliver Barrett IV : Cavalieri, I've got nothing against music; but, must you play it while we study?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : I'm studying the music, preppy. It's called "Analysis of Form",

• Jennifer Cavalieri : You want to marry me?

  Oliver Barrett IV : Yeah.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Why?

  Oliver Barrett IV : Because.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : That's a good reason.

• Oliver Barrett IV : Look, Cavalieri, I know your game, and I'm tired of playing it. You are the supreme Radcliffe smart-ass. The best! You put down anything in pants. But verbal volleyball is not my idea of a relationship. And if that's what you think it's all about, why don't you go back to your music wonks, and good luck. See, I think you're scared. You put up a big glass wall to keep from getting hurt, but it also keeps you from getting touched. It's a risk, isn't it, Jenny? At least I had the guts to admit what I felt. Someday you're gonna have to come up with the courage to admit you care.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : I care.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : Welcome to the world, preppy.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Listen, Cavalieri...

  Jennifer Cavalieri : The name's Barrett, Barrett.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Sometimes you are really a bitch.

• Oliver Barrett IV : I fail to see how marrying a beautiful and brilliant Radcliffe girl constitutes rebellion. I mean, she's not some crazy hippie.

  Oliver Barrett III : She's not many things.

• Oliver Barrett IV : You look lovely, Jenny.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Bullshit.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Okay. Okay, you look terrible.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : No, I do not look terrible. I never look terrible. I look okay for Thursday evening, okay?

  Oliver Barrett IV : There's no poetry in "okay".

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Screw poetry, Oliver. Just tell me what you see.

  Oliver Barrett IV : I see you.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : That's poetry.

• Oliver Barrett IV : Can't I take my goddamn wife out to dinner if I want to?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : Okay, Barrett, who is she? What's her name?

  Oliver Barrett IV : What?

  Jennifer Cavalieri : If you have to take your wife out to dinner in the middle of the week, you must be screwing somebody.

• Jennifer Cavalieri : I don't want Paris, I don't need Paris. I just want you.

  Oliver Barrett IV : Well, that you got, baby.

  Jennifer Cavalieri : And I want time, which you can't give me.

• Oliver Barrett IV : You Montreal faggots!