:
How old are you?
Myra:
Twenty.
Harry Stoner:
Nobody's twenty.
Myra:
Are you OK? Do you want something?
Harry Stoner:
Yes. I want that girl in a Cole Porter song. I wanna see Lena Horne at the Cotton Club - hear Billie Holiday sing fine and mellow - walk in that kind of rain that never washes perfume away. I wanna be in love with something. Anything. Just the idea. A dog, a cat. Anything. Just something.
Fred Mirrell:
Harry, it's all those goddamn operations, the woman's all scarred up. I need these little diversions.
[Referring to the arsonist and the hooker]
Phil Greene:
Professionals, Charlie and Margo. One starts the fires, the other one puts them out.
Harry Stoner:
Everybody misses.
Margo:
Not professionals.
Harry Stoner:
Oh yeah, professionals too. Quarterbacks get knocked down, nurses get knocked up, somebody invented the Edsel. Everybody misses.
Harry Stoner:
The government has a word for survival. It's called fraud.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
