Parting Glances
1986
Peter: First, you gotta admit that I'm eminently irresistable... Nick: Bullshit. You're a ditzball twinkie.
Peter: I like to chase. I'm a wolf in twinkie clothing.
Nick: Your parents know you're gay? Peter: Sure. Told em when I was 16. Nick: 16? Peter: Yep, had a boyfriend in high school. They FREAKED. You know the usual bullshit... How could you choose this kinda lifestyle Peter? I said, hey guys it chose me. I mean your dick knows what it likes. You reach puberty ya don't fuckin decide what sex ya like. Ya ask your dick Ya say... Hey dick whatta ya like?
Commendatore: Heaven's REAL boring. Hang on as long as ya can.
(discussing Michael's boyfriend's leaving...) Nick: It's not fair. You've been in love a bunch. Michael: Just once, really. Nick: Now he's gone right? Michael: (shaking his head) He's right here. (points at Nick)
(describing her experimental night in college sleeping with two gay men) Betty: It wasn't like they took turns. It was all at once. Every which way. Rather like a marvelous pretzel. Michael: Ooh. Pretzelingus.
Betty: You know what Proust said? Michael: That rich folks have more fun? Betty: He said that in a relationship... Michael: Proust did never say relationship. Betty: I'm translating. In a relationship there's always one who kisses and one who is kissed.
Nick: What do I get tonite? Michael: (pretending to read menu) Hmmm... boiled nettles... hogweed... assorted thistles...
Nick: This macro psychotic diet is bullshit. You know it and I know it.
Peter: So the guy that's leaving. That your lover? Michael: (nodding) Hmm mm. Peter: What are you doing tomorrow night?
Michael: What are you doing? Joan: Take the N E Y outta New York and what does it spell? Michael: WORK