Sotnikov: Now I understand. I understand. The important thing is to be true to yourself.
Emma: Now, my dear child you should get some sleep.
Emilia: Oh, not yet. I meant, what happened between you and Michael?
Emma: Oh. [sighs] Priorities.
Emilia: He liked boys better than girls?
Emma: Uh, Not then. I. . .Well, how should I know? We didn’t talk about it quite so openly in those days. No, I meant Michael knew that my priority was dancing.
Emilia: Are you sorry?
Emma: No, I don’t believe in being sorry. We are what we are.
Stan: Stu, what does it remind you of when you hold it next to your cheek?
Stu: Not a damn thing but hot air.
Stan: Didn’t it remind you of when you’re making love and a woman ‘fore it gets sometimes? Just like this?
Stu: [laughs] Maybe so. I don’t go for women who got malaria.
Jimmy: I know you from some place.
Jimmy: You don’t remember me?
Jimmy: You don’t remember we met a few years ago? It was at a party or a dance. We had a long conversation. You can’t remember that?
Jimmy: I just want to explain to you, first of all, my parents are over there, my mother and father, my brother and sister. So I got to see them because I just was two years in the service, you know, so they haven’t see me. Now, I want to get your phone number so I can tell you tomorrow about what I was thinking about. There’s something very, very important I’ve got to talk to you about.
Jimmy: No what? No what?
Jimmy: No, no, no. You don’t understand. Give me your number. You got a pencil or something?
Jimmy: All right. I have a photographic memory. Just give me your number, and I’ll remember it.
Jimmy: Can I meet you at Central Park? I’m serious.
Francine: I know. No.
Jimmy: I mean, come on. There’s no way…