Jerry Lee Lewis: We're all going to hell for the songs we sing!
June Carter: And what about me Jerry Lee, am i going to hell too?
Jerry Lee: No, June you're beautiful.

*Johnny stopped singing and he wants to ask June a question*
June: We've got these people all revved up, John. Now c'mon, let's sing Jackson for 'em.
Johnny: You've got me all revved up. Now I've asked you forty different ways and it's time you come up with a fresh answer.
June: Please sing.
Johnny: I'm asking you to marry me. I love you, June. Now I know I said and done a lotta things, that I hurt you, but I promise, I'll never do that again. I only want to take care of you. I will not leave you like that dutch boy with your finger in the dam.
*June shakes her head* You're my best friend. Marry me.
June: *whispers* Alright.
Johnny: Yeah? *they kiss & the crowd cheers*

Vivian: With you all dressed in black, you look like you're goin' to a funeral.
Johnny: Maybe I am.

Johnny: Next time I ask you to marry me, I'm gonna come up with a different way.
June: Good cause I hate reruns.

Record Company Executive: Your fans are gospel folk, Johnny. They're Christians, and they don't wanna hear you singing to a bunch of murderers and rapists, tryin' to cheer 'em up.
Johnny: Then they ain't Christians.