Career Girls (1997)

Lynda Steadman: Annie

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• Annie : [Playing the "Wuthering Heights" game with Rickie]  You have a go.

  [Takes back the book] 

  Ricky : Uh... Miss Bronte, uh...

  Annie : MS. Bronte, MS. Bronte! Ms., you know, like Multiple Sclerosis.

  Ricky : Uh, Miss Bronte, uh, will I...

  [pauses] 

  Annie : Will you what?

  Ricky : Uh, uh, uh, uh, get a fuck?

  Annie : Oh, right. Same question. Okay.

  [Closes her eyes, twirls her fingers and opens book to a random page] 

  Annie : Let's see. Uh, Ricky? It's a blank page. Sorry.

  Ricky : Oh, uh, there's nothing in the rules or...?

  Annie : Oh, fuck, it obviously doesn't work when your pissed.

• Annie : I'll cook you some pasta, like the old days.

  Hannah : Living in the pasta.

• Annie : Ms. Brontë, Ms. Brontë, will I have a fuck soon?

  Ricky : Well, uh, uh..

  Annie : Go on. Close your eyes.

  Ricky : Uh, uh, it says "death."

  Annie : Oh, great. Bloody great.

  Ricky : That's, uh, symbolic.

  Annie : It symbolizes the bloody death of my sex life!

• Hannah : I've always envied you, you know.

  Annie : Aw, don't be so daft.

  Hannah : I have!

  Annie : Why?

  Hannah : I don't know. I admire your innocence.

  Annie : What do you mean?

  Hannah : You're a very sort of trusting person.

  Annie : I trust people too easily. That's why I get walked over. You see, I envy your ability to stand on your own two feet.

  Hannah : Yeah, but that's just self-protection, isn't it?

  Annie : And the way you deal with men.

  Hannah : That's all I ever do is deal with them. I mean, at least you're able to fall in love with them - even though you are a walking open wound. I'm just not strong enough to be as vulnerable as you.

  Annie : But I see that vulnerability as a weakness. You're the strong one.

  Hannah : Well, see, if we could be a combination, we'd be the perfect woman, wouldn't we? Unfortunately, we can't.

• Hannah : I don't mind saying hello at stations, but I don't like saying good-bye.

  Annie : I don't like stations. I like trains though.

• Annie : That's the main reason why I've got to leave home again - because, like, I just depend too much on me Mum.

  Hannah : My Mum depends too much on me.

• Annie : What's he like?

  Hannah : What do you mean?

  Annie : You know, in the sack.

  Hannah : He's like a sack of potatoes in the sack.

• Annie : I've got this, uh, recurring fantasy about, um, well, in this fantasy, uh, I'm having sex - well, actually, I'm being *forced* to have sex with somebody. And the thing is that - there's a lot of men, you know, watching us.

  Adrian : Oh?

  Annie : Don't get me wrong. It's only a fantasy. It's not reality. It's a myth that a lot of men believe, but - it can lead to rape - you know, the idea that a woman means "yeah" when, like, um - she means "no."

• Annie : Here's to us.

  Hannah : The "Brontë" sisters.

  Annie : Oh, yeah. We always get the...

  Hannah , Annie : Brunt of everything.

• Annie : Oh, I don't know. Where are you supposed to meet a man, you know, at 30?

  Hannah : Did you leave your Zimmer frame on the train?

• Claire : Is that eczema?

  Annie : No, it's dermatitis.

  Hannah : Well, it's better than determine-itis which is what I've got.

  [Slaps herself on her forehead] 

  Hannah : Let's face it.

• Annie : I'm so superstitious.

  Hannah : You're allowed to be.

  Annie : That's daft, I know.

• Annie : Oh, I'm puffed out. I'm really unfit.

• Annie : Oh, a fax machine!

  Hannah : Yeah, I need it for work, really.

• Annie : I like the yellow. It's still my favorite color, you know.

  Hannah : Yeah, I painted it when I moved in.

  Annie : Primrose.

  Hannah : Looks like piss. I've gone off it now. Right. Let's put the kettle on.

• Annie : Coincidence, eh?

  Hannah : Synchronicity.

  Annie : Yeah, but what is synchronicity, and what's, you know, like, coincidence? Cause, like, Jung says that synchronicity is when two different things happen at the same time. You know, like, one's being a normal state, and the other, you know, is a psychic one. Do you know what I mean, like?

• Hannah : Come on. Let's get pissed.

  Annie : Why not?

• Hannah : Good thinking, Watson.

  Annie : It's elementary.

• Hannah : He sounds like a dickhead to me.

  Annie : Well, he is a dickhead.

• Mr. Evans : Oh, right. Thought you was geezer birds.

  Hannah : Oh, you wish!

  Annie : No, we're not.

  Mr. Evans : Don't mind or anything.

  Hannah : Oh, thanks very much.

  Mr. Evans : You know, love the life you live and live the life you love.

• Adrian : What's it about? Ghosts?

  Annie : No, it's about the erection of, uh...

  Adrian : Ooh, talkin' dirty to me.

  Annie : No, the erection of body hair and things like that.

  Adrian : Are you lookin' for a new erection in life?

  Annie : Would you like some chocolate?

• Annie : It's funny, but - all these memories keep flooding back.

  Hannah : See, I hate looking back.

  Annie : Yeah, but don't forget, I don't remember my childhood, you know, and that's why remembering is so important to me.

  Hannah : Mm. Who wants a crap memory though?

• Annie : He might be as thin as a beanpole.

  Hannah : I don't think so - the amount of curry and chips he used to eat.

  Annie : Mm. Fat chance, eh?

  Hannah : Thin chance.

• Hannah : He was a shit.

  Annie : Oh, yeah. He was a shit. But when you're in love with a bastard, you just can't help yourself.

• Annie : You haven't really changed.

• Annie : Does your Mum still favoritize Francesca?

  Hannah : Oh, nothing's changed. Everything Francesca does is brilliant; everything I do is crap.

  Annie : It's just not fair, is it?

  Hannah : First, it was the mellifluous cello, and now it's happy families.

  Annie : And yet you have always been the one to look after her.

• Ricky : Why?

  Annie : Time. Just time.

  Ricky : Just goes.

  Annie : Yeah. It does, yeah.

  Ricky : Ticking.

  Annie : Passin' us by.

  Ricky : Empty. Fuckin' empty.

• Hannah : Did you notice where we were standing as well?

  Annie : No.

  Hannah : We were at a crossroads, weren't we?

  Annie : Oh, yeah. Where the two paths meet.

  Hannah : That's right.

  Annie : Oh. Very symbolic.

  Hannah : Must be something in the air.

• Annie : Ms. Mills, Ms. Mills, will I find true happiness soon?