Greg Kinnear: Frank

Ghost Town

Frank

Bertram Pincus: Listen, our time together, as we both know, has been rather unpleasant. But I will say this: even though you're a vulgar man - boorish, distasteful, uncouth, uneducated, *stupid* - at least...
[long pause]
Frank Herlihy: You gonna finish?
Bertram Pincus: Done.
[shrugs]

Bertram Pincus: You lied. Why would you do that?
Frank Herlihy: Because you're a heartless son-of-a-bitch who doesn't give a rat's ass about anyone but himself. She's already had one of those.

Frank Herlihy: You're a sad little man.
Bertram Pincus: And you're a lying, bigamist, corpse.
Frank Herlihy: No, no, I'm not a bigamist. I'm an adulterer. It's a whole different thing.

Frank Herlihy: [to Bertram about his ability to see ghosts] Everybody needs something done and you're the only person who can see or hear us.

Frank Herlihy: What's with the doom and gloom? It's goin' good. You're weaseling your way right in there. This is gonna work.
Bertram Pincus: This Richard fellow. I just... I think Gwen really loves him. You know, he's a human rights lawyer.
Frank Herlihy: Hey, when the devil shows up, you think he's gonna have little red horns and carry a pitchfork? No, he's gonna work for Amnesty International, and he's gonna give all his money to the homeless.
Bertram Pincus: Well, if he did all that, wouldn't he lose the title "the devil"?
Frank Herlihy: [sighs] You know what I mean. Pincus, I got better things to do with my time. I wouldn't just be hanging out here.
Bertram Pincus: What exactly is your problem with Richard?

Frank Herlihy: [regarding Gwen] You're in love with her.
[Dr. Pincus walks away]
Frank Herlihy: You are.
[sighs, slaps his forehead]
Frank Herlihy: I knew it. That little Grinch heart of yours actually started beating and now you want to take it back to your cave and crush it with a rock. That's what you wanna do.
Bertram Pincus: I quit.
Frank Herlihy: You can't quit. I'll make your life a living hell.
Bertram Pincus: [stares at Frank] It already is.
[Frank walks away]

Bertram Pincus: I was dead - for seven minutes. And then when they brought me back, I can...
Frank Herlihy: Yeah, well, look, that's the thing. New York is lousy with ghosts. I mean, they're everywhere, and they're a noisy, pushy, demanding bunch, same as when they were alive, and frustrated, too. The dead have a lot of unfinished business, which is why we're still here. And normally, we can't talk to the living and, suddenly, you come along, and you can imagine. A lot of excitement.

[Pincus is about to go talk to Gwen]
Frank Herlihy: I'm just thinking, in the smock, better not.
Bertram Pincus: Yes. I came straight from work.
Frank Herlihy: Okay.
Bertram Pincus: I'm a dentist. This is what we wear. Yeah. Yeah. This is how we do it, baby.

Frank Herlihy: Hey, let me ask you a question. You a real estate broker or a professional fucking idiot?

Frank Herlihy: No, I did not say my wife needs to see the apartment. I said *Amber* needs to see the apartment. Amber. Amber sound like a wife of a man my age to you?

Frank Herlihy: Well, it's not exactly a love nest if my wife's there picking out the goddamned curtains, is it?

Frank Herlihy: What about your ass feelings?
Bertram Pincus: Don't actually say "ass feelings." I knew what you meant with that.
[wiggles his fingers back and forth]

Frank Herlihy: Hey, I don't want to play hardball with you, but I will if I have to. It's Pink-ass, right?
Bertram Pincus: Pincus.
Frank Herlihy: Pincus? Pincus?

Frank Herlihy: You don't want to at least help Gwen?
Bertram Pincus: She's beyond help, okay? She chose you, didn't she? And now she's got a new slimeball, and if that doesn't work out, I'm sure another Mr. Wrong will come along, 'cause that seems to be her thing.

Frank Herlihy: You had a rough day. You're tense, you're keyed up. You do yoga? Huh? You do yoga? My girlfriend's got a studio. I'll show you where it is.
Bertram Pincus: Girlfriend? I thought you said you were married.
Frank Herlihy: Did I say I was a perfect person? Come on, let's hail a cab. She's hot.