“Joan Clarke: Alan, what's happened?

Alan Turing: [pause] We can't be engaged anymore. Your parents need to take you back. Find you a husband elsewhere.

Joan Clarke: What's wrong with you?

Alan Turing: I have something to tell you. I'm... I'm a homosexual.

Joan Clarke: All right.

Alan Turing: No, no, men, Joan. Not women.

Joan Clarke: So what?

Alan Turing: I just told you...

Joan Clarke: So what? I had my suspicions. I always did. But we're not like other people. We love each other in our own way, and we can have the life together that we want. You won't be the perfect husband? I can promise you I harbored no intention of being the perfect wife. I'll not be fixing your lamb all day, while you come home from the office, will I? I'll work. You'll work. And we'll have each other's company. We'll have each other's minds. Sounds like a better marriage than most. Because I care for you. And you care for me. And we understand one another more than anyone else ever has.”