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It's useless...I'm trying to be delicate with you, but you just won't understand. I couldn't go with you. Not just because of Carl and my music, but because of you. You're a strange person, Robert. I mean, what will you come to? If a person has no love for himself, no respect for himself, no love of his friends, family, work, something - how can he ask for love in return? I mean, why should he ask for it?

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When I was four, just four years old, I went to my mother and I said, "What's this hole in my chin?" - I saw this dimple in my chin in the mirror, and didn't know what it was. And my mother said - get what my mother says - she says, "When you're born, you go on a assembly line past God, and if He likes you, He says, [grabs her cheeks with both her hands] "You cute little thing!" and you get dimples there. And if He doesn't like you, He goes, [presses one finger on her chin] "Go away." So about six months later, my mother found me saying my prayers, and I was going, [holds one hand over her chin] "Now I lay me down to sleep..." My mother says, "What are you covering up your chin for?" And I said, "Because if I cover up the hole, maybe He'll listen to me."

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Bobby: You're just gonna sit here? Rayette: Yes. Bobby: Okay. I hope no one hits on you. Rayette: I hope they do. Bobby: [returns] No one would want to hit on you. You look too pathetic.

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Rayette: You love me, Bobby? Bobby: What do you think? [they kiss]

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Rayette: That was real good, wasn't it? I finally did it! Bobby: Great. You throw the big Z's for 19 frames, and then you throw a strike on the last ball of a losing game. Wonderful. Just wonderful. [Turns around to bowlers at next lane] Isn't that wonderful, ladies? Twinky: Are you talking to us? Bobby: Wonderful.

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Bobby: I'm sitting here, listening to some cracker asshole who lives in a trailer park compare his life to mine! Keep on telling me about the good life, Elton, because it makes me puke. Elton: If you're sayin' you think you're somethin' better than what I am, now that's somethin' else. But I can't say much of someone who would run off and leave a woman in a situation like this and feel easy about it. And that's all I have to say. Bobby: Well, I'm glad that's all you gotta say, Elton, because I'm about as goddamn tired of your mouth as I am working on this goddamn job. Elton: Shit ass!

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Palm: Hey, follow that truck. They know the best places to stop. Bobby: That's an old maid's tale. Palm: Bullshit! Truck drivers are the only ones that know the best places to stop on the road. Bobby: Salesmen and cops are the ones. If you'd ever waitressed, honey, you'd know that. Palm: Don't call me honey, mac. Bobby: Don't call me mac, honey. Palm: I wouldn't be a waitress. They're nasty and full of crap. Rayette: You just hold onto your tongue. Palm: Hold on to this. [gestures with her middle finger] Rayette: If you think you can talk to me like that -- Bobby: Shut up, all of ya!

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Bobby: I'd like a, uh, plain omelette, uh, no potatoes, tomatoes instead, a cup of coffee, and wheat toast. Waitress: No substitutions. Bobby: What do you mean? You don't have any tomatoes? Waitress: Only what's on the menu. You can have a number two - a plain omelette. It comes with cottage fries and rolls. Bobby: Yeah, I know what it comes with, but it's not what I want. Waitress: Well, I'll come back when you make up your mind. Bobby: Wait a minute. I have made up my mind. I'd like a plain omelette, no potatoes on the plate, a cup of coffee, and a side order of wheat toast. Waitress: I'm sorry. We don't have any side orders of toast. I'll give you an English muffin or a coffee roll. Bobby: What do you mean you don't make side orders of toast? You make sandwiches, don't you? Waitress: Would you like to talk to the manager? Palm: Hey, Mac . . . Bobby: [to Apodaca] Shut up. [to the waitress] You've got bread and a toaster of some kind? Waitress: I don't make the rules. Bobby: Okay, I'l

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Palm: Fantastic that you could figure that all out and lie that down on her so you could come up with a way to get your toast. Fantastic! Bobby: Yeah, well, I didn't get it, did I? Palm: No, but it was very clever. I would have just punched her out.

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Bobby: That's dangerous, you know. Catherine: Riding? Bobby: Mm-hmm. You play the piano all day and then jump on a horse, you could get cramps.

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Bobby: What are you doing screwing around with all this crap? Catherine: I do not find your language very charming. Bobby: It isn't. It's direct. Catherine: I'd like you to leave so that I can take a bath. Is that direct?

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Bobby: What else do you do? Catherine: Well, there's fishing, boating, and concerts on the mainland. [Laughs] I feel funny telling you this. This is really your home. You probably know better than I what there is to do. Bobby: Nothing. Catherine: Nothing? Bobby: Nothing. Catherine: Well, it must be very boring for you here. Bobby: That's right. Catherine: I find that very hard to comprehend. I don't think I've ever been bored. Excuse me.

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Catherine: One thing I find very difficult to imagine is how one could have this incredible background in music, and then just walk away from it without giving it a second thought. Bobby: I gave it a second thought...I've played a little bit here and there.

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Betty: That's a wig you wear, isn't it? Bobby: Me? Betty: Yeah, I told her it was you but that you were wearin' a wig because on the TV you're mostly all, uh - [pats him on the head] bald up there! [laughs] Bobby: [laughs] Your, your little friend's real, real sharp. Uh, I don't, uh, I don't wear the wig on TV because if you're gonna be out there in front of two and a half million people, you've got to be sincere. I mean, I like to wear it when I'm in bowling alleys and slipping around, stuff like that. I think it gives me a little class. What do you think?

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Rayette: [to Carl] I had a baby kitty-cat once. It was a little fluffy thing. Bobby gave it to me. Remember, Bobby? [Samia stops angrily in mid-sentence] The little pussy cat you gave me. Bobby: Yeah. Rayette: It had two little white front paws. You know, I was crazy after her. We left her at some friends house and she got squashed flatter than a tortilla right outside their mobile home. Samia: There. Do you see what I mean? The choice of words juxtaposed with the image of a fluffy kitten. The enchantment of words: "squashed," "flat" et cetera, et cetera. Rayette: She was. Samia: Perhaps, but it was just what I was trying to point out. Bobby: Don't sit there pointing at her. Samia: I beg your pardon. Bobby: I said don't point at her, you creep! Samia: But I was just telling about the— Bobby: Where the hell do you get the ass to tell anybody anything about class or who the hell's got it or what she typifies? You shouldn't even be in the same room with her, you pompous celibate! Samia: C

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Truck driver: Where we're goin', it's gonna get colder than hell. Bobby: Nah, it's okay. I'm fine. Fine. I'm fine.