The Disciples of James Dean meet up on the anniversary of his death and mull over their lives in the present and in flashback, revealing the...更多>
Joe Qualley: Mona, it was so horrible and I was so damn scared and when I tried to scream for help, they just kept punchin' me in the face! And he kept callin' me Joanne! Stella Mae: I just love to try an' guess at people from old photographs. Stella Mae: You look like you done pretty well for yourself. Joanne: As well as might be expected. Mona: Jo, why did you have to come back here? Joanne: I had as much right to return to this reunion as anybody, didn't I? Juanita: Those awful things you said about my Sidney were lies, and I want you to tell everybody they were lies! Sissy: Sidney is dead, Jo, so let's just forget it, huh? Joanne: Gee, Juanita, I thought this night was dedicated to remembering those days... that made us all what we are today. Juanita: You're just one of them perverts, that's what you are! Joanne: Well, that's what you always thought I was, Juanita. Juanita: Believin' is so funny, isn't it? When what you believe in doesn't even know you exist. Juanita: Well, you ain't bringin' beer in here. Sissy: Could you just, um, turn God off for tonight and have yourself a good time? Stella Mae: Christ, anybody can be happy. Look at me, I laugh my ass off all the damn time. You know, I'll laugh at just about anything. Edna Louise: You're not happy. Stella Mae: I'm happy Goddammit! Juanita: I wonder what made God turn away from me like that. Sissy: I just think, um, there's so many people in the world nowadays, it's hard for him to give the personal attention that he used to. Edna Louise: I had such a very nice time. Thank you all for likin' me and bein' so nice to me although I'm not very smart. Stella Mae: You know, I never could stand people who keep sayin' they're gonna go and then they never do. Mona: Shh! Listen. A slowly passing train is so romantic. Mona: Prosperity, unfortunately, it's a fleeting thing. Joanne: Time is such a nebulous date to wait for.
: And patience, they say, is a virtue. Juanita: He is a sick boy and should be treated before he grows up into a communist. Cissy: Well, you were born and raised in this town too, missy! Mona: Yes, uh, yes, but I chose to rise above the attitudes of this small town, while you chose to lay spread over a gravestone and take them inside you! Juanita: Mona!!! Juanita: You do far too much messing around. I'm going to ask my Friday Bible Club to devote a prayer session to you. Sissy: Why dont you pray for them people in China? They need it a hell of a lot more than I do. Juanita: We were praying for them, but it didn't seem to do much good. Now we pray for rain.