Johnny Cash: You’re an angel.
June Carter: No, I’m not.
Johnny Cash: You’ve been there with me.
June Carter: I had a friend who needed help. You’re my friend.
Johnny Cash: But I’ve done so many bad things.
June Carter: You’ve done a few, that’s true.
Johnny Cash: My Daddy’s right. It should have been me on that saw. Jack was so good. He would have done so many good things. What have I done? Just hurt everybody I know. I know I’ve hurt you. I’m nothin’.
June Carter: You’re not nothin’. You are not nothin’. You’re a good man, and God has given you a second chance to make things right, John. This is your chance, honey.

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Sam Phillips: You know exactly what I’m telling you. We’ve already heard that song a hundred times. Just like that. Just… like… how… you… sing it.
Johnny Cash: Well you didn’t let us bring it home.
Sam Phillips: Bring… bring it home? All right, let’s bring it home. If you was hit by a truck and you was lying out there in that gutter dying, and you had time to sing one song. Huh? One song that people would remember before you’re dirt. One song that would let God know how you felt about your time here on Earth. One song that would sum you up. You tellin’ me that’s the song you’d sing? That same Jimmy Davis tune we hear on the radio all day, about your peace within, and how it’s real, and how you’re gonna shout it? Or… would you sing somethin’ different. Somethin’ real. Somethin’ you felt. Cause I’m telling you right now, that’s the kind of song people want to hear. That’s the kind of song that truly saves people. It ain’t got nothin to do with believin’ in God, Mr. Cash. It has to do with believin’ in yourself.
Johnny Cash: I got a couple of songs I wrote in the Air Force. You got anything against the Air Force?
Sam Phillips: No.
Johnny Cash: I do.

Johnny Cash: Hello, I’m Johnny Cash.

Young J.R.: (J.R. turns up the radio) Guess which Carter this is.
Young Jack Cash: I don’t know, J.R.
Young J.R.: Guess…
Young Jack Cash: Anita?
Young J.R.: Nope…
Young Jack Cash: Who?
Young J.R.: June.

Johnny Cash: Come on, baby.
June Carter: Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby!

Johnny Cash: Tell me you don’t love me.
June Carter: I don’t love you.
Johnny Cash: You’re a liar.
June Carter: I guess you ain’t go no problems then.