Breezy (1973)

William Holden: Frank Harmon

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• Frank Harmon : I'm sorry... is that better?

  Breezy : I know I'm being a baby. So, don't say anything.

  Frank Harmon : I wouldn't think of it.

  Breezy : No lectures on maturity, either.

  Frank Harmon : Not a word shall pass my lips. I'll let you in on a secret... nobody matures. They just grow tired.

  Breezy : Y'know, Davy and Marcy have been living together for almost six months now. But, they don't have this... what we have. Davy tells her he loves her all the time, but... the words by themselves don't mean a hell of a lot. Marcy says that she loves him, but I think she has to say it because... then she doesn't realize how really alone she is.

  Frank Harmon : Maybe sometimes it's better to be alone.

  Breezy : Sure. Just like if you have something incurable, it's better to be dead.

  [chuckles] 

• Breezy : Who says a rolling stone gathers no nails? Boy, am I glad to see you. I didn't think anyone was alive up here. You going down the hill?

  Frank Harmon : Well, yes, but, uh...

  Breezy : Far out! Ooh!

  Frank Harmon : Miss, uh, I don't pick up hitchhikers.

  Breezy : That's the best news I've heard all day.

• Frank Harmon : If that's all, then what's been going on the past six months?

  Betty Tobin : Not very much. Don't you remember? No strings? No ties? No great need for each other? Those were your rules. Bless your heart, you kept every one of them. But I broke 'em all. Anyway, you might remember that for next time. Any time a girl agrees to an arrangement like that, she's already in love with you. It's just a question of appetite. Crumbs or no cake at all.

  Frank Harmon : I don't know what to say.

  Betty Tobin : Well, I guess that says it all.

• Frank Harmon : I feel a terrible sense of loss. I wish it could have been more.

  Betty Tobin : It was. I wish you could have been there.

• Frank Harmon : It's your life.

  Breezy : What happened, Frankie?

  Frank Harmon : Nothing happened.

  Breezy : Then why are you throwing us away?

  Frank Harmon : Breezy, there's no us. There never could be. Did you really think we could happen into something?

  Breezy : I thought we already had happened.

  Frank Harmon : All we add up to is a dirty joke. You're the zing in my life, and I'm the best score you probably ever made. That's all.

  Breezy : You don't believe that.

  Frank Harmon : Okay! I can't cope with it! Let it go at that. I cannot cope with any of it!

• Frank Harmon : I like being alone.

  Breezy : Ugh. I don't. I dig people too much to be without them. But then, that's the trouble today; people just don't like each other any more.

• Breezy : Do you think God is dead?

  Frank Harmon : What?

  Breezy : God. Do you think he's dead?

  Frank Harmon : I didn't even know he was sick.

  Breezy : You know what I think? I've been giving it a lot of thought lately. I don't know if I can actually buy the fact that there's somebody up there. I mean, some body up there! No. No, I've come to the conclusion it's a lot simpler than that. You know what I mean?

  Frank Harmon : No.

  Breezy : I mean, say God is, oh - the conscience of man. Wouldn't that scare the hell out of you? Well, sure, because if that's what He really is -well, then maybe He really is dying.

• Frank Harmon : [sighs]  I don't know when it happened, I just stopped loving her. All the things that I... dug about her suddenly turned me off, and all the cute things became damned annoying. Should have left her then, but I didn't. So, we kept torturing each other for a couple of years. Mental cruelty... what an underrated phrase. We stripped each other of every honest emotion we had left. It became a challenge to see which one could force the other into the breaking point.

  [sighs] 

  Frank Harmon : I won... and she finally divorced me. Now, she drinks me out of a bottle.

  [looks at Breezy] 

  Frank Harmon : God, you're so new.

• Breezy : Wow. If you haven't got the most suspicious, rancid mind.

  Frank Harmon : Oh. I know. And I hate myself for it.

• Breezy : I think people are basically good. Now, you take Bruno, for instance. There I was last night in all that rain with no place to sleep. Marcy's house was full up. I mean, there wasn't even an inch of floor space left, and so Bruno, who didn't know me from Adam - or Eve. Well, Bruno took me home to his place. He didn't have any toothpaste though, and my mouth feels like somebody walked through it with their shoes on.

  Frank Harmon : Doesn't it bother you discussing all of this in front of a perfect stranger?

  Breezy : Are you perfect?

• Breezy : You gave me a ride down the hill today. And whether you like it or not, that makes you a nice guy in my book.

  Frank Harmon : I gave you a ride because I didn't want to leave you hanging around my house.

  Breezy : Sure don't make it easy, do you?

• Frank Harmon : Now look, get your clothes on. The party's over. You can go and play your little games with Bruno and all those other nice guys that you know.

  Breezy : Does it follow you around all the time?

  Frank Harmon : What?

  Breezy : That black cloud over your head.

• Frank Harmon : Aren't you a bit young to be smoking?

  Breezy : If age has anything to do with it, then you're the one who shouldn't be smoking. It's harder on older people, you know. At least that's what they say.

• Frank Harmon : I don't think I like the idea of losing you.

  Betty Tobin : No, I just think you don't like the idea of losing, that's all.

• Breezy : Frankie, would you mind very much if I love you? I wouldn't let it get in your way or anything. And I wouldn't expect you to feel anything back. I just would like to be able to say the words once in a while.

  Frank Harmon : Breezy, all this love that you give away, just once, wouldn't you like to have it returned? Don't you ever want to be loved back?

  Breezy : I thought I was.

• Breezy : Gee, I'm no mystery, Frankie. I come from Intercourse, Pennsylvania. Yes, I know, and I've heard all the jokes.

  Frank Harmon : I didn't say a word.

  Breezy : Well, it gets better. You have to pass through Faithful to get there. Ooh!

  Frank Harmon : What a cross to bear.

• Breezy : What do you feel?

  Frank Harmon : Concern for another human being. An awareness of life. Fantastic excitement when I touch you. An interest - a genuine interest in someone other than myself.

  Breezy : You feel all that for me?

• Frank Harmon : You know, you worry me.

  Breezy : I do? Well, that's encouraging.

  Frank Harmon : Breezy, as bad as bad can be, you - you seem to find something good in it. You probably would have found some good in Attila the Hun. But, baby, there are things that are all bad. And there are people that are - genuinely rotten. Unless you accept that, uh, you can't protect yourself from it.

• Betty Tobin : I might be able to throw a little business your way, if you have no objections to making a big commission.

  Frank Harmon : Darling, I'd sell you an outhouse if I thought it would put a buck in my pocket.

  Betty Tobin : Now, there's the bastard I know and love.

• Frank Harmon : I, uh, took care of the cab.

  Overnight Date : I don't know why it is, but the morning after I always feel that everybody knows what I've done the night before. When it's me that has to get dressed and go home. Oh, well, the hell with it. Did I remember to tell you I had a wonderful time?

• Frank Harmon : if you're old enough to be on your own, you oughta be mature enough to work.

  Breezy : Where did you read that?

• Breezy : Wow, you have a fireplace! I love fireplaces. Does it work?

  Frank Harmon : Yes, it works.

  Breezy : We used to have one back home, but it was a phony, you know, electric. You had to plug it in.

• Bob Henderson : [walking off the tennis court]  Look at this, will ya? Here am I killing myself, and for what? To help you keep in shape. Boy, other guys call me, you know? They say, "Bob, how about a drink?" And we go to a bar. They say, "Bob, how about lunch?" We spend an hour or two in a restaurant. But with you it's always tennis courts and steam rooms. That's gotta mean something, Frank.

  Frank Harmon : It means I don't wanna be seen in public with you.

  Bob Henderson : I'll wear a bag over my head. Can we have a drink now before I drop dead right here?

• Breezy : You kidding? You know how much that's gonna cost?

  Frank Harmon : Forget it. In my second life, I've planned to come back as Howard Hughes. The only problem is, he'd probably still be around, the character.

• Bob Henderson : You dig being up in that hill alone. You really dig it. Me, I'd go nuts if I had to come home to an empty house. Tell me something, Frank. Don't you ever get lonely up there?

  Frank Harmon : I don't think I know what loneliness is. If I ever did, I've forgotten it.

• Breezy : You know what I love?

  Frank Harmon : Everything.

  Breezy : No, besides that.

  Frank Harmon : What?

  Breezy : I love being horizontal.

• Bob Henderson : An affair, man. That's what I need. Someone to put the old zing back in my life. Something sick.

  Frank Harmon : Oh, Jesus!

  Bob Henderson : Well, I don't mean sick. I mean, off-beat. Oh, Christ, if you're gonna cheat, what's the sense in cheating with the same kind of stuff you're cheatin' on, right?

• Frank Harmon : You're doing weird things to my mind, Edith Alice.

• Breezy : I like to watch you dress.

  Frank Harmon : I like to watch you undress.