Jake Bridges: [singing]
What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor? You put him in a long boat and wait until morning.
Melissa: What can I tell you about men? They want you to be their daughter, their mother, their addiction. They want you to want them, and then they don't want you anymore. Frankie: A man once told me that the only thing you really own is a piece of ground the size of your shoes. Frankie: This is my Melissa. Frankie: Do I look like the kinda' guy who reads 'Thank You' cards? Frankie: What do you do? Jake Bridges: I'm unemployed. Frankie: I know, I mean what'd you do before then? Jake Bridges: [observing a guy putting a woman down] Hey, buddy, it's getting a little hot, why don't you go outside and get some air? Guy at bar: Why don't YOU go outside and get some air? [taken away forcefully by Frankie] Frankie: What was the best book you ever read? Jake Bridges: Moby Dick, by Herman Melville. Jake Bridges: I sold a lot of magazines for you, Jerry. Jerry: And you still can, I guess. Get yourself a job at a newsstand.