- Howard Keach: You know something, looking for work can be a real *gas*.
- Harry Keach: You got something?
- Howard Keach: Yep! Hope it ain't the clap.
- [goes inside the house]
- Harry Keach: [shouting] Hey, what's that supposed to mean?
- Howard Keach: [peeking out the door] I got lucky. I also got a job.
- [goes back inside]
- Harry Keach: [muttering] The clap?
- Howard Keach: We'll invite guests. Brandy and cigars.
- Harry Keach: What guests?
- Howard Keach: Anybody you'd like: belly dancers, topless Watusi girls. You name it.
- Harry Keach: Get yourself a job that's goin' someplace. Valedictorian yesterday, car washer today. Get yourself a real job.
- Howard Keach: How long is long enough, Pop? Mom has been gone almost two years now. It's alright to want a little perfume in your life.
- Harry Keach: Alright. Why don't you run down to the drug store and get me a bottle of that, eh, Chanel No. - I'll spray it in my shorts and maybe we can save some laundry money. No?
- Sally: You are - going places.
- Howard Keach: Hey, that's great! Thank you. God, I wish you'd tell that to my Dad.
- Sally: I'd love to. Is he cute? I bet he is. I love older men. They always get so excited over - younger girls.
- Howard Keach: Is your boss here?
- Sally: He was and then all of the sudden he wasn't. He said something about taking some money to a laundry.
- Lilly: I knew if I'd stand at this door long enough, you'll come over and wrestle it open for me, won't cha?
- Siemanowski: You kids are all alike. Nothin's too good for ya. Here. Kids like you are turning this country to jello!
- Lilly: I got some Jack Daniels in the back.
- Harry Keach: Nah, too early.
- Lilly: How about some rum raisin ice cream?
- Harry Keach: I don't think so.
- Lilly: Popcorn?
- Harry Keach: Nah.
- Lilly: My, my, you used to be a real kick in the ass. What's the matter?
- [Harry scoffs]
- Siemanowski: Good with words comes later. This is where you're going to start. You know, I started on glueing machines. Yes, sah, my first job in this place. Now it's your job. Get the connection?
- Howard Keach: You mean I'm not going to be a writer?
- Siemanowski: You're going to be a feeder. A feeder on the glueing machine. As all you feeders know, this little lady has an appetite - and you're going to feed her.
- Lilly: Harry, she was my best friend and I loved her. But, it can't be an open wound forever.
- Harry Keach: Meaning it's - time to start gettin' it on?
- Lilly: No. Getting on with it. She wouldn't want to see you in a deep freeze for the rest of your life.
- Harry Keach: I suppose you got somebody in mind.
- Lilly: Go stick it in your ear, buster.
- Harry Keach: Hey, listen, I'm sorry about that 'I suppose you got somebody in mind' crack. I was just feelin' pissy.
- Lilly: Yeah, I heard. You gonna be alright on your pension?
- Harry Keach: You heard? What was it? On the five o'clock news?
- Lilly: I got a carrier pigeon.
- Howard Keach: I knew even if I got some place it wouldn't be anyplace. I don't want to spend the rest of my life on a job the *pisses* me off!
- Harry Keach: Hey, idiot! You give up? I mean someday everything is gonna come down on you like a freight train, kiddo. And you gonna have nothin' to meet it with. It's a real hoot. I wanna work and can't, you can and don't.
- Tom: You live in the past, Harry. You look back, you don't see what's in front of you.
- Harry Keach: I see what's in front of me. That's why I look back.
- Howard Keach: [to Harry] Isn't it terrific! We got a nifty house, an asshole, and a son-of-a-bitch. We'll cancel each other out.
- Raymond: Speak up! Or I'll drive your head so far down in your ass you won't know if the lights is on!
- Howard Keach: I'm lookin' for a real job now.
- Tom: You are?
- Howard Keach: Yeah.
- Tom: Well, did you ever think of surplus?
- Harry Keach: He thinks surplus ain't romantic.
- Tom: Well, it's got its own special kind of allure, kid.
- Lawrence: I don't mean to scare you or nothin', but this line of work, it's like racing a motorcycle, testing your bones, livin' on the edge. You have to get pumped. It's excitement, sexual excitement - workin' at night and so forth.
- Howard Keach: So, we meet again.
- Harry Keach: Hey, you some kind of bloodhound?
- Howard Keach: You do have an exotic scent.
- Lilly: You know, we had a - nice thing going there for a minute. I'm going to like thinking about it. It just caught me by surprise, you know.
- Harry Keach: Come on in, kid. I'm in the back.
- Howard Keach: How'd you know it was me?
- Harry Keach: The undertaker doesn't come till I'm dead.
- Lilly: [conducting a phrenology exam, feeling the back of Harry's head] That is amazing.
- Harry Keach: What?
- Lilly: It's very different. Well, I don't want you to take this as a come on, you understand, but, see, right back here were I'm feeling? That's were your amativeness is.
- Harry Keach: What is that? A disease?
- Lilly: It's from the Latin: amo, amas, amat. I love. You love. It's really sensuality, you know. And you have the most enormous bump of it. Right here. Here, feel it. Do you feel it?
- Harry Keach: Yes. It's there alright. It makes me a red hot lover, that bump does. What do you got up there.
- [reaches out and feels the back of Lilly's head, Lilly moves away]
- Harry Keach: No. Fair is fair.
- Lilly: Oh, come on, Harry. You're messing up my hair.
- Harry Keach: Jesus *Christ*.
- Lilly: What?
- Harry Keach: That's as big as a baseball. Why would it be back here? What? Are you kidding me?
- Lilly: No, I'm not kidding. Here. Here.
- [holding up a phrenology key]
- Lilly: There is friendship. There's conjugality. And there's amativeness. Right there. It's right there. Right there.
- [feels the back Harry's head]
- Harry Keach: They say it's all in your head anyway. Let me feel that again.
- [feels the back of Lilly's head, Lilly smiles]
- Harry Keach: Jesus, you gotta be a nymphomaniac to have a bump like that. The lady in the back. A nympho. After all these years. Maybe we should open a phrenology store together so we could feel bumps all day long.
- Sally: Don't you want your wine?
- Harry Keach: I don't know what comes with it.
- Sally: Whatever you want.