Joyce: I decided I'm not going to college.
Diane: Not not going to college? No. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh, no, no. Oh, you must listen to me. You... You have your whole life ahead of you. You can't throw it away like this. If you don't go to college, you can't earn a living. And, and without a job, what will you do when he leaves you with a litter of kids... And, and you have to sell them, one after another, just to put food on your pathetic little table? And, in the end, you'll be left with nothing. Nothing but worn-out hips and sagging breasts. Is that really what you want?
Woody: Well, I can't speak for Joyce, but I could do without that.
Diane: So, tell me that you'll give up this insane idea of shacking up together and concentrate on your college career.