Bullets Over Broadway (1994)

Dianne Wiest: Helen Sinclair

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Quotes 

• Helen Sinclair : Two martinis please, very dry.

  David Shayne : How'd you know what I drank?

  Helen Sinclair : Oh, you want one too? Three.

• Helen Sinclair : No, no, don't speak. Don't speak. Please don't speak. Please don't speak. No. No. No. Go. Go, gentle Scorpio, go. Your Pisces wishes you every happy return.

  David Shayne : Just one...

  Helen Sinclair : Don't speak.

• Helen Sinclair : You stand on the brink of greatness. The world will open to you like an oyster. No... not like an oyster. The world will open to you like a magnificent vagina.

• Helen Sinclair : She's perky all right. She makes you want to sneak up behind her with a pillow and suffocate her.

• [Helen is late for rehearsal] 

  Helen Sinclair : Please forgive me. My pedicurist had a stroke. She fell forward onto the orange stick and plunged it into my toe. It required bandaging.

• David Shayne : Your taste is exquisite.

  Helen Sinclair : [correcting]  My taste is superb. My eyes are exquisite.

• Helen Sinclair : I'm still a star. I never play frumps or virgins.

• David Shayne : You thought my first draft was c-cerebral and tepid?

  Helen Sinclair : Only the plot and the dialogue. But this...

  David Shayne : Was-was-was there nothing in the original draft that you feel was worth saving?

  Helen Sinclair : The stage directions were lucid. Best I've ever seen... and the color of the binder. Good choice.

  David Shayne : Thank you. I've always had a flair for stage directions.

• Helen Sinclair : Make love to me.

  David Shayne : Here? Now?

  Helen Sinclair : I see no reason to wait.

  David Shayne : Jerome Kern is on the other side of the door.

  Helen Sinclair : Yes, he's a wonderful composer. You'll have to meet him. Now hang up your pants.

• Helen Sinclair : We're having dinner Sunday night with Gene O'Neill. He's heard that your writing is morbid and depressing. He's dying to meet you.

• Sid Loomis : You're a star because you're great and you are a great star, but let me tell you something, Helen. In the last couple of years you're better known as an adulteress and a drunk. And I say this in all due respect.

  Helen Sinclair : Look, I haven't had a drink since New Year's Eve.

  Sid Loomis : You're talking Chinese New Year's.

  Helen Sinclair : Naturally. Still, that's two days, Sid! You know how long that is for me?

• [Helen complains about her role] 

  Helen Sinclair : She's dowdy. Sid, the ingenue has all the hot lines. Even the female psychiatrist is a better role.

  Sid Loomis : But the role of Sylvia Poston is the lead.

  Helen Sinclair : "Sylvia Poston." Even the *name* reeks of Orbach's. I do Electra. I do Lady Macbeth. I do plays by Noel and Phil Barry, or at least Max Anderson.

• Helen Sinclair : [pointing wistfully out the train window, after taking a swig of paint remover]  See the little towns going by.

• [repeated line] 

  Helen Sinclair : Don't speak.

• Helen Sinclair : Oh, Julian. Julian Marx. I do plays put on by Balasco, or Sam Harris, not some Yiddish pant salesman turned producer. My ex-husband used to say, "If you're gonna go down, go down with the best of them."

  Sid Loomis : Which ex-husband?

  Helen Sinclair : Oh, I don't know which ex-husband. The one with the moustache.