寻梦纽约 (2001) 6.9

Gypsy: [to Clive]

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I want the world to hear my voice, you know. I want them to write my lyrics on their AOL profiles just like they do Stevie. And when my CD comes out, I want all these assholes to line up at the fucking mall and kiss my ass one sound-scan at a time.

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Woman: Excuese me. May I ask you a question? Do you think it's appropriate to dance in a graveyard? Clive: Don't you think that we should dance while we can? Woman: I think you should have more respect for the dead and especially for yourself. Gypsy: Excuse me? Woman: I didn't want to mention this, but you could be a very pretty girl, but that [points at Gypsy's cleavage bearing ensemble] Woman: would be inappropriate for any young lady. Especially for someone your size. Gypsy: Look, Granny, I am a pretty girl, ok? Big is beautiful. Haven't you heard? And for the record, I don't give a flying fuck or a rolling rimjob what you or anyone else thinks of me. You're dismissed. Clive: I don't think I ever want to have sex. Gypsy: Mm-hmm Clive: I'm serious. Gypsy: Ok. Clive: I just want someone to kiss, with big, soft, delicious lips. He'd have to smother me in old-school romance. I mean, candles and incense, Moët and Chandon, but only in a deserted castle in the south of France. Gypsy: [releases pent-up laughter] Oh my god. You are so much more of a girl than I am. Clive: Sex just seems so... messy. Gypsy: Oh, no, no. Sex can be awesome. Not that I would remember, but... Clive: Maybe you and I should try. Gypsy: Yeah, well, I think I'm past my wayward-sex fag-hag test-fuck phase... but thanks for the offer. It's just "been there, done that." Clive: At least I'd know for sure. Gypsy: Honey, you're a queer, with a capital "Q." Clive: Ok, you know what? Some of us don't care to be defined by our sexuality. Gypsy: Ok, sorry. Can I ask you a question? Clive: What? Gypsy: Are you gay? Clive: Yes! But I don't have anything in common with those people. I mean, like I give a rat's ass about Judy Garland or... Stonewall! [Gypsy laughs] Clive: Being queer is a very small part of me. Gypsy: Yeah, whatever.