Conversations with Other Women (2005)

Aaron Eckhart: Man

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• Man : It's good to be happy. But it's so fucking hard, you know.

• Man : What's it like being a doctor's wife?

  Woman : A bit better than being a lawyer's wife. My first husband was a lawyer, so you see I have experienced both.

  Man : And what's the difference?

  Woman : The lawyer wore nicer suits.

• Man : Time really can move in two directions. It doesn't matter to the universe anyway.

• Man : [in bed, before they are about to have sex]  What are you thinking?

  Woman : That it's probably a mistake.

  Man : You don't have to do this.

  Woman : As if the act in itself mattered.

  [...] 

  Woman : It's technicality. Don't you know what we're already done?

• Man : Why did you come, really?

  Woman : Do you want me to say I was hoping I'd see you?

  Man : Yes - and I want you to mean it.

  Woman : You're so romantic...

  Man : By romantic, you mean old fashioned?

  Woman : No, by romantic, I mean romantic.

• Man : I know how old you are, you know.

  Woman : I know.

  Man : Then why do you always hesitate when you say your age?

  Woman : I don't. Because it's getting to be a surprisingly large number. And I don't like how it sounds. When I say it, it sounds like a lie.

  Man : I'm the same age as you.

  Woman : Oh, please, I shouldn't even have to tell you that it's different for men.

  Man : You call more attention to it when you don't say it bluntly.

  Woman : Mm, good advice. I'll remember that.

• Man : If I told you I still loved you, that I always loved you, that I loved you to distraction, would you leave him?

  Woman : No.

• Woman : [Man takes off his t-shirt]  Oh my god, you're fat.

  [Man puts his t-shirt back on] 

  Man : I am not.

  Woman : Yea, you are. You're far fatter than you're used to be.

  Man : And you're far crueler than you used to be.

• Man : Do you dance?

  Woman : Um, you know what, I find much less occasion for it these days. Um, I used to dance quite often, before I, well, turned twenty-five, but, um, you know it was a club or party or something. But now, now that I'm, well, older than twenty-five, I just find less occasion for it. I just, I guess the dancing phase of my life is over. I'm afraid my skills have atrophied.

  Man : Yeah, maybe I should have been a little bit more clear. Um, I meant, would you dance with me?

  Woman : Yeah yeah, I knew what you meant, I was just stalling.

• Woman : Tell me, how old is umm... Sarah the Dancer.

  Man : Oh, she's a... she's a college graduate.

  Woman : Her age?

  Man : She's a recent college graduate.

  Woman : Yeah, like 21.

  Man : 22.

  [Woman walks away. Man follows] 

  Man : But she's 23 on August the 12th!

  Woman : 23 on August the 12th... Well, that's a beautiful age.

  Man : Why would you wanna know?

  Woman : You know why I wanted to know.

  Man : Maybe I do. Say it anyway.

  Woman : I wanted to know because I wanted to know. I wanted know if you were flirting with me.

  Man : What does Sarah's age have to do with it?

  Woman : I am the same age as you, I think, and a man, my age, who prefers 23 on August the 12th might not flirt with someone who is... lets just say 15 years past 23 on August the 12th.

• Man : You're 38 and you look it.

  Woman : Fuck you.

  Man : Right. And next year you're 39, and then 40. And after 40 you may as well die.

  Woman : Thanks.

  Man : If the cardiologist is, decides that you are too old and decrepit and ugly to be at all lovable, I am available to tolerate you in your golden years.

  Woman : Thank you.

• Man : I thought married women aren't supposed to be Bridesmaids.

  Woman : Who says?

  Man : Bridesmaids are brides in training, they're like matrimonial interns.

  Woman : Ah, it's just a small custom.

  Man : Bridesmaids are supposed to be virgins.

  Woman : Well, I don't see any virgins out there, did you?

  Man : I didn't check.

• Woman : I'm sorry. Come here. It was just something... it was just different. I didn't expect it. You used to be so thin. I mean you were insubstantial, really.

  Man : God, the complements keep coming.

  Woman : Yeah, but now... Now, you know what? Look at it this way. There's a grandness to you.Like, you know, the rings in a tree trunk asserting the passage of the time: Like "I have earned the right to fill up more space in the one universe."

  Man : That's bullshit.

  Woman : I tried.

• Woman : You're just a dirty old pervert.

  Man : Yes, I am. But I'm your dirty old pervert.

• Man : What was your ex-husband like?

  Woman : You know perfectly well what he was like.

  Man : Mmhmm, refresh my memory.

  Woman : No.

  Man : Honestly I can't remember - the memory starts to go around forty, you know.

  Woman : [sigh]  He was red. He was kind of yellow - and black, and pink, and orange, and blue.

  Man : What the fuck does that...

  Woman : Magenta, purple, maybe a bit of maroon...

  Man : Hey! What does that mean?

  Woman : I don't know! It's what I see when I close my eyes.

• Man : [on relationships]  In my opinion, when it gets too serious, it's over.

• [Last lines] 

  Man : It's good to be happy. But it's so fucking hard, you know.

• [first lines] 

  Man : Wish me luck.