- George Dunlap: I'm not kind anymore.
- Faith Dunlap: Me either.
- George Dunlap: You're kind to strangers.
- Faith Dunlap: Yeah. Strangers are easy.
- George Dunlap: [almost hits a cable car in San Francisco] Goddamn things. I could shoot Tony Bennett. This city could die from quaint.
- Molly Dunlap: How do I look?
- Jill Dunlap: Like a hooker.
- Molly Dunlap: So do you! Do I look like a hooker?
- Faith Dunlap: No, you look beautiful. You don't look anything like a hooker.
- Molly Dunlap: See, I don't look anything like a hooker. What's a hooker?
- George Dunlap: No orange juice. Not even a goddamn glass of orange juice. I've got the energy of a $2 whore in the morning. You know why? The goddamn kids drink all the goddamn orange juice!
- George Dunlap: What's all this, Willard?
- Willard: A little glamour, George.
- Scott Gruber: A little icing on the cake, a little pizzazz, a little hype. Books are show business, too.
- George Dunlap: I'm losing everything. I can't find anything anymore. Can't even find a goddamn pencil. What do the kids do? Use them for pick-up sticks? And when I do finally rescue one, it's chewed over like a piece of licorice, it's got a point like a gumdrop! What do the kids do with my pencil points? Stick them in their goddamn Jujubes?
- George Dunlap: I was in town. I was working.
- Faith Dunlap: You were with your lady friend.
- George Dunlap: My what?
- Faith Dunlap: Lady friend!
- George Dunlap: Lady friend. What kind of a word's that?
- Faith Dunlap: It's like *fucking*, only you don't tell anyone about it! That's what it is.
- George Dunlap: Where's my Cassell's?
- Faith Dunlap: You left it in that restaurant in Provence, remember?
- George Dunlap: What restaurant?
- Faith Dunlap: George, remember that one with the terrible piano player?
- George Dunlap: Oh, yeah. Yeah, the man who sang Beatles songs in French.
- Faith Dunlap: [naked in the bath tub, smoking a joint, singing] 'Cause I've been in love before, And I found that love was more, Than just, Holding hands, If I give my heart, To you, I must be sure, From the very - start, That you, Would love me more than - her, 'Cause I couldn't stand -- the pain...
- Jill Dunlap, Marianne Dunlap, Molly Dunlap: [singing] Baby, look at me, And tell me what you see, You ain't seen the best of me yet, Give me time, I'll make you forget the rest
- George Dunlap, Jill Dunlap, Marianne Dunlap, Molly Dunlap: [singing] I want a hippopotamus for Christmas, Only a hippopotamus will do, No crocodiles, or rhinoceroseses, I only like hippopotamuseses...
- George Dunlap: Do you want to talk about it? Don't you think we ought to talk about it? I said...
- George Dunlap: [smashing a plate on the floor] ... don't you think we ought to talk about it!
- Faith Dunlap: No, George!
- Faith Dunlap: [smashing a plate on the floor] I don't think we ought to talk about it!
- George Dunlap: [smashing a plate on the floor] I think we ought to talk about it!
- Faith Dunlap: [smashing a plate on the floor] I don't wanna talk about it!
- George Dunlap: [smashing a plate on the floor] I want to talk about!
- Faith Dunlap: [on the phone] I can't afford a big-city lawyer, Mother, but the lawyer that I have is supposed to be very good. His name is Katz. It's Sheldon Katz. He's known at the "the Butcher." Mother.
- Faith Dunlap: [after a pause] They make the best divorce lawyers,
- Marianne Dunlap: I bet you wanna make love to Daddy.
- Sandy: Yes, I do. What's wrong with that?
- Jill Dunlap: What's it like making love to Daddy?
- Sandy: Making love to your Daddy is a rare and beautiful thing. Get into bed Marianne. Good night.
- Jill Dunlap: Good night.
- Molly Dunlap: But, what's it really like?
- Sandy: What's it really like? It's like - eating ice cream. Good night.
- Marianne Dunlap, Jill Dunlap, Molly Dunlap: Good night.
- [Sandy turns out the light and leaves, and the girls start to giggle]
- Molly Dunlap: It's like eating ice cream? I bet it's disgusting.
- Molly Dunlap: Spooky.
- George Dunlap: They say it was really beautiful once.
- Jill Dunlap: What happened?
- George Dunlap: The night before Jack London was to move into this house, somebody set fire to it.
- Jill Dunlap: Who set fire to it?
- George Dunlap: They don't know. Could have been one of the workmen. Could have been somebody jealous. He was a great author. I don't know.
- Jill Dunlap: Then what happened to him?
- George Dunlap: Jack London lost everything, all up in smoke.
- Sandy: But he still had his wife.
- Marianne Dunlap: Second wife.
- George Dunlap: Jack London was a wonderful man.
- Molly Dunlap: You bet he was, Dad.
- Jill Dunlap: He was a wonderful man.
- Marianne Dunlap: Yeah, he was a wonderful man.
- Faith Dunlap: You're not at this house anymore, George, remember? You walked out feet first or maybe there was something else preceding you.
- Molly Dunlap: What are you looking for?
- Faith Dunlap: Beer.
- Molly Dunlap: Beer for Frank?
- Faith Dunlap: Beer for both of us.
- Sherry Dunlap: You drinking beer?
- Faith Dunlap: Sure I am.
- Faith Dunlap: Now, let's see, I wonder if he likes chicken. Doesn't everybody like chicken? Chicken's obviously very good, isn't it? Yeah, that's what I'll give him. I'll give him some chicken. I hope we have some in here someplace. Oh, God, where in God's name did our thighs go to anyway? Maybe they're in the freezer? Didn't I put a chicken in the freezer? Is it that turkey? Oh, God! God, it's that terrible old Easter turkey. I don't want to give him this. This is the worst.
- Molly Dunlap: Hey, relax, will you, Mom? He's only a guy.
- Sandy: I was lonely. I never have that feeling with you. And I knew I wouldn't as soon as we got going. I don't like being alone. I mean, I can stand it, of course, but, I want a friend. You're my friend, George. I like you. I love you. And if you don't come through, I'll find somebody else.
- Sherry Dunlap: Why did Daddy leave us?
- Faith Dunlap: Well, I don't think he left you. I think he left me.
- Faith Dunlap: When two people love each other, it's, I don't know, it's like going through doors and, at first, you go through the doors together. And, then one person gets ahead.
- Sherry Dunlap: But if they love earth other, why don't they wait for each other?
- Faith Dunlap: I don't know.
- Sherry Dunlap: It's all Daddy's fault.
- Faith Dunlap: No, Sherry, it's no one's fault. No one's to blame. It's just time.
- Howard Katz: We expose the broad.
- Faith Dunlap: What broad?
- Howard Katz: The one he's shacked up with.
- George Dunlap: I was a bystander, an outsider in all this.
- Faith Dunlap: All of what?
- George Dunlap: All this life! I was sitting with my thumb up my ass, sharpening pencils, praying that some dumb editor would give me a pat on the back for a profile on some - the fucking greenskeeper at Pebble Beach. You were changing diapers and scraping shit off walls. You were creating lives! What was I doing? Studying the fucking Bermuda grass and counting the goddamn dimples on a golf ball.
- George Dunlap: I couldn't hack it! I felt like I was swimming the English Channel with a 50-pound weight around my neck.
- Faith Dunlap: That's my mother's line.
- George Dunlap: Yeah, well, your mother's done a lot of drowning.
- Faith Dunlap: You leave my mother out of this!
- George Dunlap: I'd be glad to! Your mother was a lousy mother and a lousy wife!
- Faith Dunlap: Tell me about Sandy! Does she fuck you morning, noon, and night?
- George Dunlap: Forget about Sandy. What about him? The redneck?
- Faith Dunlap: The who?
- George Dunlap: Sam Stud, the character with all the cotton in his crotch. Do you do it on the backhoe?
- Faith Dunlap: You talking about Frank?
- George Dunlap: What? Frank. What a name. Frank. I had a counselor at Scout camp named Frank. Franks always love the outdoors.
- Faith Dunlap: Well, this Frank isn't bad indoors.
- Faith Dunlap: I was never right for you, was I, George? It was like I sang all the music, but I never knew the words.
- George Dunlap: How do you feel about the Gewürztraminer?
- Faith Dunlap: What? The who?
- George Dunlap: The Gewürztraminer.
- Faith Dunlap: I thought it was a trifle authoritarian.
- George Dunlap: And just the least bit Lufthansa, ja?
- Sherry Dunlap: What are you playing?
- George Dunlap: Hearts.
- Sherry Dunlap: Did he shoot the moon?
- George Dunlap: No, I did.
- Howard Katz: You want your house, you want your kids, right? What do you think they're gonna do? That dago lawyer of his is not known for his Christianity. And the Iron Maiden on the bench is no bargain either.
- Isabel: [happily] Every time George comes to New York, you know all he can talk about is you and the children.
- Faith Dunlap: [nervously laughing] Oh.
- Isabel: When am I going to get to see these *wonderful* children?
- Faith Dunlap: [grabbing for her purse] Well, I actually, I have some pictures here...
- Isabel: [dismissively] No, no, don't bother, darling. I can just imagine how *fabulous* they are.