The Misfits
1961
(Gay is giving Roslyn a ride back to town) Gay: You're a real beautiful woman. It's almost kind of an honor sittin' next to ya'. That's my true feelin's Roslyn.
Gay: What makes you so sad? You're the saddest girl I ever met. Roslyn: You're the first man who's ever said that. I'm usually told how happy I am. Gay: That's because you make a man feel happy. (He tries to kiss her, but she demures) Roslyn: I don't feel that way about you, Gay. Gay: Don't get discouraged girl, you might.
Roslyn: Did you ever think about gettin' married again? Gay: Oh, I think about it; never in daylight.
Gay: Let's just live.
Perce: How come you got such trust in your eyes, like you was just born?
Gay: Honey, we all got to go sometime, reason or no reason. Dyin's as natural as livin'. The man who's too afraid to die is too afraid to live.
Perce: So what I want to know... what I want to know is: who do you depend on? Roslyn: I don't know. Maybe all there really is is just the next thing. The next thing that happens. Maybe you're not supposed to remember anybody's promises.
Gay: What's eatin' you? Guido: Just my life.
(Last lines) Roslyn: Which way is home? Gay: God bless you girl. Roslyn: How do you find your way back in the dark? Gay: Just head for that big star straight on. The highway's under it. It'll take us right home.
Guido: Have you ever been outside Reno, Ms Taber? Roslyn: Once I walked to the edge of town; doesn't look like there's much out there. Gay: Everything's there! Roslyn: Like what? Gay: The country! Roslyn: Well, what do you do with yourself? Gay: Just live. Roslyn: How does anyone "just live"? Gay: Well, you start by going to sleep. You get up when you feel like it. You scratch yourself. You fry yourself some eggs. You see what kind of a day it is; throw stones at a can, whistle.
Roslyn: We're all dying aren't we. We're not teaching each other what we really know, are we?
Roslyn: If I'm going to be alone, I want to be by myself.
Isabelle Steers: One thing about this town, it's always full of interesting strangers.
Guido: She wasn't like any other woman. Stood by me 100%, uncomplaining as a tree. Roslyn: Maybe that's what killed her.
Gay: You know, sometimes when a person don't know what to do, the best thing is to just stand still.
Perce: Do you belong to Gay? Roslyn: I don't know where I belong.
Roslyn: (To Perce) Didn't anyone ever cry for you before?
Gay: Honey, nothing can live unless something dies.