You've Got Mail (1998)
Greg Kinnear: Frank Navasky
Kathleen Kelly : You don't love me.
[Frank shakes his head "no"]
Kathleen Kelly : Me, either.
Frank : You don't love me?
[they both laugh]
Frank : But we're so right for each other!
Kathleen Kelly : I know! I know. Well, is there someone else? Oh! That woman on television, Sydney Ann.
Frank : [sheepish] Uh... I mean, nothing has happened or anything, but...
Kathleen Kelly : Ooh, Frank. Is she a Republican?
Frank : I... can't help myself.
[they laugh again]
Frank : What about you? Is there someone else?
Kathleen Kelly : No. No, but... but there is the dream of someone else.
Frank : [to TV interviewer] Thank you're.
Frank Navasky : [about Birdie] She fell in love with Generalissimo Franco!
Kathleen Kelly : No, don't say that. Really. We don't know that for sure.
Frank Navasky : Well, who else could it have been? It was probably around 1960.
Kathleen Kelly : Do you want some popcorn?
Frank Navasky : I can't believe this! I mean, it's not like he was something normal, like a socialist or an anarchist or something.
Kathleen Kelly : It happened in Spain. People do really stupid things in foreign countries.
Frank Navasky : Absolutely. They buy leather jackets for much more than they're worth. But they don't fall in love with fascist dictators!
Frank Navasky : Joe Fox?
Joe Fox : F-O-X.
Frank Navasky : The inventor of the superstore, of course. The enemy of the mid-list novel, the destroyer of City Books. Tell me something: really, how do you sleep at night?
Patricia Eden : [walking up] Ah, I use a wonderful over-the-counter drug, Ultradorm. Don't take the whole thing, just half, and you will wake up without even the tiniest hangover.
Frank Navasky : Kathleen, you are a lone reed. You are a lone...
[sits down at his typewriter]
Frank Navasky : [typing] "... reed, standing tall, waving boldly in the corrupt sands of commerce."
[pulls the page out and hands it to Kathleen]
Kathleen Kelly : I am a lone reed.
Frank Navasky : Lone reed.
Person in Theatre : Do you mind?
Frank Navasky : A HOTDOG is singing. You need quiet while a hotdog is singing?
Kathleen Kelly : I have something to tell you, Frank. I didn't vote.
Frank Navasky : What?
Kathleen Kelly : In the last mayoral election, when Rudy Giuliani was running against Ruth Messenger, I went to get a manicure and forgot to vote.
Frank Navasky : Since when do you get manicures?
Kathleen Kelly : Oh, I suppose you could never be with a woman who got manicures...
Frank Navasky : Never mind. It's okay. I forgive you.
Kathleen Kelly : [stares] You *forgive* me?
[Kathleen gets up and leaves]
Kathleen Kelly : I've been thinking. Frank?
Frank : What?
Kathleen Kelly : I've decided to go to the mattresses. Do you think it would be a gigantic conflict of interest if you wrote something about the store?
Frank : Yes.
Kathleen Kelly : Yes?
Frank : [after thinking for a while] No.
Kathleen Kelly : So you'll do it?
Frank : Yes. Yes.
Kathleen Kelly : Do you know what it is to go to the mattresses?
Frank : It's from the Godfather.