Jennifer Jason Leigh credited as playing...
Pauline
- Margot: He's doing the interview with me in town on Friday. Did I tell you he and I are collaborating on a screenplay? An adaptation of one of Dick's novels.
- Pauline: No. I didn't even know you knew he was up here.
- Malcolm: [while drawing with Claude and Ingrid] Is he even a good writer? Why do people care about him?
- Pauline: You're competitive with everyone. It doesn't even matter if they do the same thing as you. He's competitive with Bono.
- Malcolm: It's true. I don't subscribe to the credo that there's enough room for everyone to be successful. I think there are only a few spots available, and people like Dick Koosman and Bono are taking them up.
- [continues drawing a picture of a man and woman having sex]
- Margot: Malcolm, what would ever make you think that's something to draw right now?
- Malcolm: [looks around at what Claude and Ingrid are drawing; crumples up his paper] Sorry. I wasn't thinking about it. Sorry Margot.
- Pauline: What's up?
- Malcolm: I don't wanna do this.
- Pauline: Come on, don't be that way.
- Malcolm: No, I'm not being that way. I just don't feel like it. I'm gonna go back and... I have work to do.
- Pauline: Dick doesn't care that you don't make any money.
- Malcolm: Is that what you - that's not why. I just hate swimming. I really hate it. It's disgusting to me. My mistake was saying I'd do it to begin with. You have fun.
- Pauline: Fine. We'll have fun.
- Malcolm: People always pee in the pool.
- Pauline: I don't think Dick and Maisy pee in their pool.
- Malcolm: I'll bet you 500 dollars there's pee in that pool!
- Pauline: I was dating that guy Horace back then. Do you remember him?
- Margot: Was that the guy who liked to rough you up?
- Pauline: No, that was our dad.
- Margot: Our dad used to strip down to his skivvies and beat us with a belt.
- Malcolm: That man had a sexual screw loose.
- Pauline: That's awful, that stuff that happens to kids. Malcolm was fondled by a male babysitter.
- Malcolm: Just use that information however you want.
- Pauline: Margot told Claude something I expressly told her in confidence, and he told Ingrid. I'm stunned that she put me in this position. It's so fucking infuriating!
- Malcolm: Well, it's one of those things...
- Pauline: Don't say anything, OK? You know what, just be there for me, silently.
- Malcolm: OK.
- Pauline: Why do I have to be so careful around her, but everyone is allowed to make fun of me?
- Malcolm: I don't think...
- Pauline: Malcolm, what did I just say? I just need you to take my side. I don't need you to make it better. Ingrid's really upset. Fuck, I can't believe she put me in this position! I didn't tell you before because I didn't want you to feel like you had to marry me. I found out right before our seminar that I'm pregnant.
- Malcolm: Uh-huh.
- Pauline: Well? Does that sound good to you?
- Malcolm: I'm still digesting Margot telling Claude. What a fucking nutjob. Sorry. I think I'm really happy.
- Margot: I thought he was a musician.
- Pauline: Well, music's officially a hobby. He's painting now, and writing letters to newspapers and magazines. He's very meticulous. He'll spend up to a week writing a response to a music review. He's incredibly smart. Maybe too smart, I don't know. We're doing very well.
- Pauline: I know. We're at that age where we're becoming invisible to men. If a guy wants to fuck us, that's very tempting.
- Margot: What are you saying?
- Pauline: I'm saying, if you get your sense of self from being fuckable and that starts to wane - it's very hard. I almost had an affair too. but you know, you don't have to do it. You can, I don't know, get a manicure or something.