Wonder Boys (2000)
Tobey Maguire: James Leer
James Leer : What are we doing?
Grady Tripp : I'm gonna get you a nice meal, a couple cups of coffee, then I'm taking you home.
James Leer : Take me now.
Grady Tripp : What?
James Leer : I'm not hungry.
Grady Tripp : James, you gotta eat.
James Leer : I'll get something out of the vending machine.
Grady Tripp : Vending machine? What are you talking about?
James Leer : At the bus station, they have these cheese sandwiches. They're pretty good. It's better if you take me now. That way, Carl won't get my spot.
Grady Tripp : Carl?
James Leer : Never mind.
Grady Tripp : James, go get us a table, will ya? I'm not letting the most talented writer in my class eat some week-old cheese sandwich, okay?
Hannah Green : James will know about George Sanders.
James Leer : George Sanders?
Hannah Green : Mr. Crabtree was saying how George Sanders killed himself, only he couldn't remember how.
James Leer : Pills. April 25, 1972, in a Costa Brava hotel room.
Terry Crabtree : How comprehensive of you.
Hannah Green : James is amazing. He knows all the movie suicides. Go ahead, James. Tell him.
James Leer : There are so many.
Hannah Green : Well, just a few. The big ones.
James Leer : Pier Angeli, 1971 or '72, also pills. Donald "Red" Barry, shot himself in 1980. Charles Boyer, 1978, pills again. Charles Butterworth, 1946, I think. In a car. Supposedly, it was an accident, but, you know, he was distraught. Dorothy Dandridge, pills, 1965. Albert Dekker, 1968. He hung himself. He wrote his suicide note in lipstick on his stomach. William Inge, carbon monoxide, 1973. Carole Landis, pills again. I forget when. George Reeves, "Superman" on TV, shot himself. Jean Seberg, pills, of course, 1979. Everett Sloane - he was good - pills. Margaret Sullavan, pills. Lupe Velez, a lot of pills. Gig Young, he shot himself and his wife in 1978. There are tons more.
Hannah Green : I haven't heard of half of them.
Terry Crabtree : You did them alphabetically.
James Leer : It's just how my brain works, I guess.
James Leer : Professor Tripp? Can I ask you a question?
Grady Tripp : Yeah, James.
James Leer : What are we going to do with... it?
Grady Tripp : I don't know. I'm still trying to figure out how to tell the Chancellor I murdered her husband's dog.
James Leer : You?
Grady Tripp : Trust me, James, when the family pet's been assassinated, the owner doesn't want to hear one of her students was the trigger man.
James Leer : Does she want to hear it was one of her professors?
Grady Tripp : ...I've got tenure.
[Crabtree and a student drag James, hopped up on codeine, out of the auditorium]
James Leer : The doors made so much noise!
Grady Tripp : Is he all right?
James Leer : It was so embarrassing! He had to be carried out.
Terry Crabtree : He's fine. He's narrating.
James Leer : They were going to the restroom. But would they make it in time?
Grady Tripp : James like it or not those people out there are your parents.
James Leer : They're not my parents.
Grady Tripp : What?
James Leer : They're my grandparents... my parents are dead.
Grady Tripp : James the man is obviously your father... you look just like him.
James Leer : There's a reason for that.
James Leer : No offence, Professor Tripp, but you look kinda crappy.
Grady Tripp : What do we have here? This looks like... that's our old friend Mr. Codeine. That should take the old pinch out of the ankle. Want one?
James Leer : No, thanks. I'm fine without them.
Grady Tripp : Right. That's why you were standing in the chancellor's backyard spinning that "cap gun" of yours. You're fine. Yeah, you're just as fit as a fuckin' fiddle.
James Leer : You're mad at me, aren't you? You're mad because I shot your girlfriend's dog.
Grady Tripp : It wasn't her dog, it was her husband's...
[looking at James]
Grady Tripp : Who said anything about a girlfriend?
James Leer : [smiling back]
Grady Tripp : Okay, James, I wish you hadn't shot my girlfriends dog. Even though Poe and I were not exactly what you'd call simpatico that's no reason he should've taken two in the chest