Hank Evans:
What is the name of this dance?
Irish Dance Know-It-All:
The Angry Housewife.
Edith Evans:
[
laugh]
[
on Hank and Terry]
Edith Evans:
I think he want to have sex with her.
Jack Linden:
Why?
Edith Evans:
Why?
Jack Linden:
Yeah.
Edith Evans:
Because he likes her and she's pretty. And he hasn't had any strange pussy since that French cunt.
Jack Linden:
[
stamping on his last pack] They're pissing me off, they're trying to kill me.
Hank Evans:
Cigarettes don't have souls, Jack. They don't mean you any harm.
Jack Linden:
[
to his married mistress] You know, you're a funny girl. After a long carnivorous fuck, you're talking about a marriage counselor? Who are you?
Terry Linden:
You gotta admit... even adultery has morality to it.
Hank Evans:
[
to the man who cuckolded him] It's much easier living with a woman who feels loved.
Hank Evans:
Love everyone you can. Love your wife, love your kids, then once, just once, fuck somebody else just 'cos it feels good. Your wife, you know, may be living exactly according to these principles.
Hank Evans:
Go to school.
Sharon Evans:
It's summer. I don't have to. You go to school.
Hank Evans:
It's Saturday. I don't have to.
Terry Linden:
You say, "You are what you do"? Who really believes that? I mean, what does that mean? Does that mean I'm a cook, an errand runner, a fucker, a goddamn cleaning lady? Because if you, you bastard, lost all discipline and folded up, and turned drunk and got bald and lost everything, I'd love you. I love you. You, Jack.
Jack Linden:
[
voice over] It occurred to him that what had seemed impossible before - that he had not spent his life as he should have - might, after all, be true. His professional duties and the whole arrangement of his life, of his family might all have been false.
Jack Linden:
He tried to defend all of those things to himself and suddenly felt the weakness of what he was defending - there was nothing to defend.
Unknown student:
Bo-ring.
Jack Linden:
Jim?
Joe Ritchie:
So, everything in his life turns out to be false?
Female student:
He sure doesn't do much about it.
Jack Linden:
Doesn't do much? He finds God.
Female student:
That tiny bit at the end? About seeing a light and there being no more pain, is that it?
Jack Linden:
Heh. Well, the guy does do one major thing...
Unknown student:
What's that?
Jack Linden:
He dies. Or maybe Tolstoy didn't have it in his head to write some big uplifting story about the way we're supposed to live our lives. Maybe he just wanted to show us what it was like to die.
Edith Evans:
You know what I wanted. I wanted to know where we were. Now I know.
Jack Linden:
And?
Edith Evans:
You love the person you're having the affair with.
Edith Evans:
[
referring to her husband] He'll be busting out soon. Trust me - I know the routine. He's been hibernating with that novel so long, next thing you know he'll look around and blink and fuck the first thing that walks into his office.
Jack Linden:
Jesus, I hope someone goes in there before I do.
Edith Evans:
Well, he screws his wife once in a while, why not another man?
Jack Linden:
And your husband making passes at my wife, how do you feel about that?
Edith Evans:
Well, everybody deserves to be happy, right?
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