Katherine, a single, middle-aged woman, owns a small flower shop in the city. Vernon, a pathological liar, is her only employee. However, in...更多>
Vernon: Normally I don't go for women with red hair. They tend to have a peculiar smell, you know? It's hard to define, but in the back of your mind you know something's not right. I don't want to say it's a bad odor, just different. Vernon:
Redheads are okay, but sometimes a little variety is good for the soul, don't you think?
Katherine: You can be married for fifty years and still die alone, even with your husband standing right beside you. Anyway, being alone doesn't scare me anymore. The only time I really feel alone is when I'm around other people. Vernon: You ever try going blond? I bet you'd make a pretty good blond, you know. You might not look as innocent as Alice, but then again, you're not seven, either. Vernon: Love is easy, but that doesn't mean it comes around all the time. Katherine: So you're telling me, one day, the girl of your dreams is going to come walking by, see you through that window, and come waltzing in here? Vernon: It's no big deal. I do it all the time. I like giving away flowers, you know? Besides, you happen to be the prettiest girl I've seen today. Vernon: You should see her. She's beautiful. Even better than a supermodel. Vernon: Did I tell you about her lips? Suffice it to say, she had a great pair of lips. Vernon: You know, they have about sixty-three kinds of coffee here. With about forty-two different things to put in it. And you just get a regular coffee. Vernon: You shake hands good. You've got a nice, tender grip, you know? Some guys think it makes them a man to squeeze your hand off. I hate that. When a guy tries to strangle my hand, I just let mine go limp. Vernon: Romeo and Juliet, I think they were in love. They may have been blinded by it, but that's better than missing it altogether, don't you think?