Beaches -- Dialogue 1
Cece:
This is a great color on me, isn’t it?
Hillary:
I guess.
C:
Well, is it or isn’t it? Be specific.
H:
No, it isn’t. It makes you look like a corpse. Is that specific enough for you?
C:
(to salesperson) May I have a tissue, please? Thank you. (to Hillary) Hill, I have a great
idea. Let’s get a facial.
H:
Oh, I can’t. Michael’s conference ends in about an hour and then we have to leave for the
airport. I wish I could.
C:
Well, maybe next time. Oh, Hill, look.. Isn’t this divine?
H:
Oh, it’s so sweet. I can’t wait to have a baby.
C;
I know what you mean.
H:
You do?
C:
Of course I do. Why wouldn’t I?
H:
I don’t know I just thought that someone like you wouldn’t care about children; you’re so
obsessed with your career and all.
C:
I’m not obsessed. Just because I work doesn’t mean “someone like me” doesn’t want to
have children.
H:
Well, wanting them and caring for them properly are two different things. It’s a full-time
job.
C:
For some people.
H:
Yes, the ones who take the responsibility seriously and don’t just have children to gratify
their overweening egos.
Salesperson: Can I show you something?
C:
(to salesperson) No, thank you. (to Hillary) What the hell is going on here?
H:
Would you please lower your voice?
C:
No, I won’t. I want to know what’s eating you. You have been a total bitch ever since
you came to New York.
H:
I could say the same thing about you.
C:
I’ve simply been reacting to you.
H:
Oh, for God’s sake. Don’t you get it? We’ve grown apart. It happens to the best of
friends, it’s happened to us. We might as well face it.
C:
You’re ridiculous.
H:
I’m ridiculous?
C:
We haven’t grown apart. You’ve fallen apart.
H:
I don’t think I care to pursue this. So long, Cece. Take care.
C:
Why you stuck up little witch.. When your father died, he took the best of you with him.
H:
Look, don’t make a scene, all right?
C:
You tried to be an interesting person for a while, but look at you now. You’ve
completely reverted to type. You’re nothing but a small-minded, tight-assed little snob
these days.
H:
How would a pretentious little climber like you know that?
C:
Experience.
H:
Experience?
C:
And I know what’s eating you, too.
H:
Oh, really, what’s eating me?
C:
Plain old fashioned jealousy
H:
Jealousy? Jealousy? What am I jealous of? Your insane ambition? No, no, it must be
your new money. No, I, I’m jealous of your marriage of convenience. That must be it.
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My what?
Aren’t you afraid you got him by default?
Maybe I am. But at least I belong to myself, which is more than I can say for you. I’m
doing what I set out to do, remember? I’m living the life you didn’t have the courage for.
So don’t give me you’re not jealous. You’re so jealous you can hardly breathe.
Salesperson: Can I help you with something?
H:
No, no, thanks.
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Beaches -- Dialogue 2
Wait’ll I get my hands on that agent; I’ll kill him. That toad! He told me this was
a nightclub with leather banquettes and a, and a dressing room with a door on it. I mean,
look at this place! It looks like a flamingo threw up in here!
Man:
Lady, lady, excuse me. We’re not open yet.
Cece:
Well, look who’s here. It’s OK.
Hillary:
Oh, Ceec, I’m so glad to see you. I feel awful for sending your letters back. I
don’t even know what happened in New York. I don’t care anymore. I want you to know
whatever it was you said, I forgive you.
C:
Go home. I have nothing to say to you. No. I do have something to say. You and your
damned letters. You know, every time I opened one of them, I was happy before I even
read it. Just to get them made me feel important. All your crappy stories, your big
dreams.
H:
I didn’t know that.
C:
Well, what the hell did you know? Did you know how bad things were for me? Did you
know my career was in the toilet? No. Because you never answered one of my letters. If
you‘d only answered one, just one. Tell me what a jerk I was, anything.
H:
I don’t know how to fight back. I’m not strong like you.
C:
You took away your friendship without even discussing it with me. That friendship was
more important to me than anything. I trusted it. I believed in it. But you didn’t. And
now, it’s gone. Thank you very, very much for forgiving me, but I don’t forgive you.
H:
I was jealous. I was so jealous of you I couldn’t see straight. You did everything you
said you were going to do, everything! And your talent, this incredible talent; I can’t even
yodel.
C:
Hillary, what’s yodeling got to do with it? You’re beautiful. You’re smart. People look
at you. It was all my fault.
H:
No, it was our fault.
C:
No, no, you were right what you said. You were right. When John looked at you, it used
to drive me nuts. I can’t even think about it today. Look at me, I start to shake. (to
bartender) Excuse me, could I have a, could I have a stinger, please? You want
something?
H:
I can’t. It was just so obvious he was in love with you.
C:
Oh, Hillary, it was?
H:
Yeah, of course, it was. Didn’t you know that?
C:
We broke up!
H:
Oh, no.
C:
It really did me in. I was so wrecked. They had to shut down my first picture.
H:
What happened?
C:
It was horrible. I was terribly edgy. It’s, ah, I wasn’t comfortable in the medium, you
know? So, I broke the director’s jaw. And worst of all, Arthur died.
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Oh, I’m sorry.
He was hit by a laundry truck. He went just like that.
No, at least he didn’t suffer.
No, but the thing is, I always thought I hated him, when really I loved him. There was no
time for me to show him any affection. He never really knew how much I cared.
No, I’m sure he guessed. No, he guessed.. He, he, people know those things.
Listen, Hillary, believe me, he wasn’t smart.
You shouldn’t torture yourself like this. Ceec, who, who’s Arthur.
My dog. Remember my Great Dane? Oh, he was so stupid. He was so sweet. He used
to like to run after trucks and...Hillary, you got so fat.
I’m not fat. I’m having a baby.
You’re not. You’re having a baby?
I’m three months pregnant.
That’s great?
Before I caught him with that woman, we made love, and that’s when it happened.
What woman?
There was this woman and I caught them together and...that’s when it happened.
Michael?
Of course Michael and that’s when it happened except he doesn’t want it because he’s
going to marry her. Can you believe that he’s going to marry her?
(to bartender) Would you make this a double, please? (to Hillary) Let me get this
straight. You caught Michael with another woman?
Yes.
And now you’re going to have a baby all on your own? Oh, Hillary, I think that’s so
wonderful.
You do?
I do.
Really?
I think it’s the most exciting thing. And if it’s a girl will you name it after me?