Another Woman (1988)
Marion: [voiceover] I closed the book, and felt this strange mixture of wistfulness and hope, and I wondered if a memory is something you have or something you've lost. For the first time in a long time, I felt at peace.
Paul: Do you remember some years ago when I showed you something I'd written, do you remember what you said?
Marion: No, I don't remember. I was probably just trying to be truthful.
Paul: Yes, I'm sure. You said, "This is overblown, it's too emotional, it's maudlin. Your dreams may be meaningful to you, but to the objective observer, it's just so embarrassing."
Marion: I said that?
Paul: Exactly your words. So I tried not to embarrass you any more.
Marion: Then I saw my mother's favorite poem, "Archaic Torso of Apollo." There were stains on the page, which, I believe were her tears. They fell across the last line, "For here there is no place that does not see you. You must change your life."
Marion: Fifty. I didn't think anything turning thirty. Everybody said I would. Then they said I'd be crushed turning forty, but they were wrong. I didn't give it a second's thought. Then they said that I'd be traumatized when I hit fifty, and they were right. I'll tell you the truth, I don't think I've ever recovered my balance since turning fifty.
Hope: Oh, gee, fifty's not so old.
Marion: No, I know it isn't, but... you just suddenly look up and see where you are.
Hope: You're in a good spot, aren't you?
Marion: Well, I thought I was. But then there's chances gone by you can't have back again.
Hope: Like what?
Marion: I don't know. Maybe it would be nice to have a child.
Hope: You really think that?
Marion: I do. I never said it before, but I do.
Marion: [voiceover] If someone had asked me when I reached my fifties to assess my life, I would have said that I had achieved a decent measure of fulfillment, both personally and professionally. Beyond that, I would say I don't choose to delve.
Marion: But you want nothing around to even remind you of mother?
Marion's Father: Well, there are times when even an historian shouldn't look at the past.
Laura: Do you think at your age you can find someone and fall in love again?
Marion's Father: One hopes at my age to build up an immunity.
Marion: I wondered if a memory is something you have or something you've lost.
Mark: There's no privacy left. Last week, Lydia and I were at home, it was a Sunday morning.
Mark: This is true. And we started kissing...
Mark: And the next thing, you know, we were on the floor and I was having...
Lydia: Are you crazy? You know, he's drunk.
Mark: On the kitchen floor, on the living room floor.
Lydia: I got to admit it was a surprise.
Mark: Did it not happen that way? So, the door opens and the Superintendent, he has the key, barges in...
Lydia: Stop it.
Mark: Some kind of plumbing leak and we are in in flagrant...
Lydia: You know what this one does, he gets up stark naked and he says, "Mr. Fanducci, this is not the pipe that needs fixing."
Mark: I was quick, Ken. Very quick. Could you have come up with anything quick, Ken?
Mark: That was grace under pressure.
Marion: Would you ever think of making love to me on the living room floor?
Ken: Do you want me to?
Marion: I don't know. Would you want to?
Ken: I don't know. Actually, I don't think I see you as the hard wood floor type.
Lynn: You're such a perceptive woman. How can you not understand his feelings?
Hope: I really can't believe I'm saying this. Lately, I've had odd feelings about my marriage. Its as if its been - coming apart. And I've been in just so many ways denying it. I must admit, I have moments when I question whether I made the right choice.
Larry: Yes, he is my friend and I love him. But, he's a prig. He's cold and he's stuffy. Can't you see that?
Marion: Don't make something romantic sound infantile...
Ken: Hey, but it's the same level of maturity as sex on the floor.
Marion: Well, we might as well have it on the floor, we certainly don't have it in bed anymore.
Ken: I don't believe we're having this discussion.
Marion: Why have you stopped sleeping with me?
Ken: We are simply going through a less active period, that's all. Its not uncommon.
Marion: Why? I just want to know why?
Ken: Why don't we just go to bed.
Marion: There was a time that we were dying to be together.
Ken: Marion, you're still the most desirable woman that I know.
Marion: But, we won't make love tonight, because, they'll be some excuse. I hadn't realized how much of that had slipped away, until today.
Hope: I guess we all imagine what might have been. But that was a long time ago.
Hope: She can't allow herself to feel. And the result is she's lead this cold, cerebral life. And its alienated everyone around her.
Hope: She's pretended for so long that everything's fine, but, you can see clearly how, how lost she is.
Hope: I guess you can't keep deep feelings closed out forever, you know. So, I just don't want to look up when I'm her age and find that my life is empty.