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Kathleen Kelly:"Well the only thing I really care about, well, aside from the married thing, and well the jail thing, is the boat thing."
Joe Fox:"What boat thing?"
Kathleen Kelly:"I could never be with someone who had a boat."
Joe Fox:"I have a boat. Which clinches it. We'll never be together."

Joe Fox:"Hey you want to bump into me on say, Saturday around lunch time?"

Kathleen Kelly:"People are always telling you that change is a good thing. But all they are really saying is that something that you didn't want to happen at all, has happened."

Joe Fox:"I can never be with someone who likes Joni Mitchel. 'It's clouds allusions I recall, I really don't know clouds at all'. What does that mean? Is she a pilot? Is she taking flying lessons? It must be a metaphor for something but I don't know what it is."

Kathleen Kelly:"I love daisies."
Joe Fox:"You told me."
Kathleen Kelly:"They're so friendly. Don't you think that daisies are the friendliest flowers?"
Joe Fox:"I do."

Frank Navasky:"She fell in love with Generalissimo Franco?!"
Kathleen Kelly:"Don't say that. Really, we don't know that."
Frank Navasky:"Who else could it have been?! It was probably around 1960!"
Kathleen Kelly:"Do you want some popcorn?"
Frank Navasky:"I can't believe this! I mean it's not like he was something normal like a Socialist or an anarchist or something."
Kathleen Kelly:"It happened in Spain. People do really stupid things in foreign countries."
Frank Navasky:"Absolutely! They buy leather jackets for much more than they are worth but they don't fall in love with fascist dictators!"

Frank Navasky:"What about you? Is there someone else?"
Kathleen Kelly:"No. No, but there is the dream of someone else."

Joe Fox:"I'm sure you must be late for something. Volunteering at the Henry Street Settlement, or rolling bandages for Bosnian Refugees."
Gillian Quinn:"I am, I'm having my eggs harvested."

Kathleen Kelly:"Don't you just love New York in the fall?"

Kathleen Kelly:"You know, I don't really think he could be your nephew."
Joe Fox:"No, no, no, its true. Annabelle is my aunt. Isn't that right Aunt Annabelle?"
Aunt Annabelle Fox:"Uh huh, and Mat is..."
Kathleen Kelly:"Wait, let me guess. Are you his uncle? His grandfather? His great grandfather?"
Matt Fox:"I'm his brother!"
Joe Fox:"Matt is my father's son. Annabelle is my grandfather's daughter. We are an American family."

Joe Fox:"Hey you know what? We should announce ourselves to the neighbors. Let them know here we come."
Kevin Jackson:"Oh no! This is upper west side man, we might as well tell them we're opening a crack house! They're gonna hate us! As soon as they hear, they're gonna be lining up to picket the big bad chain store! That's out to destroy..."
Joe Fox:"Everything they hold dear. You know, we're gonna seduce them. We're gonna seduce them with our square footage and our discounts and our deep arm chairs and our cappuccino! That's right, they're gonna hate us in the beginning but we'll get them in the end. And you know why?"
Kevin Jackson:"Why?"
Joe Fox:"Because we're going to sell them cheap books and legal addictive stimulants."

Kathleen Kelly:"Dear friend. I like to start my notes to you as if we're already in the middle of a conversation. I pretend that we are the oldest and dearest friends as opposed to what we actually are. People who don't know each others names and met in a chat room where we both claimed we never been before. What will NY152 say today I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail, from you."

Nelson Fox:"I stayed on this boat after, well lets see, your mother. Laurette the ballet dancer."
Joe Fox:"My Nanny!"
Nelson Fox:"She was the nanny?"
Joe Fox:"Yeah."
Nelson Fox:"I forgot that. How ironic. Then there was the ice skater."
Joe Fox:"Also my nanny."
Nelson Fox:"Really? That's amazingly ironic. Then there was Cybil, the... uhh... its an A word."
Joe Fox:"Astrologer, whose moon turned out to be in someone else's house as I recall."
Nelson Fox:"Just like Gillian."
Joe Fox:"Gillian ran off with someone?"
Nelson Fox:"The nanny!"
Joe Fox:"Nanny Maureen?!"
Nelson Fox:"Yes."
Joe Fox:"Well, Gillian ran off with Nanny Maureen. Its incredibly ironic."

Aunt Annabelle Fox:"Maureen's getting a divorce."
Joe Fox:"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."
Nanny Maureen:"It's my own fault. Never marry a man who lies!"

Joe Fox:"I love Patricia. I love Patricia! Patricia is, Patricia is amazing, Patricia makes coffee nervous."

Joe Fox:"So what's his handle?"
Kathleen Kelly:"Uh."
Joe Fox:"I'm not going to write him, is that what you're worried about? You think I'm going to e-mail him?"
Kathleen Kelly:"Alright... NY152."
Joe Fox:"N-Y-one-five-two. One hundred and fifty-two. He's 152 years old. He's had 152 moles removed, so now he's got 152 pock marks on his face."
Kathleen Kelly:"The number of people who think he looks like Clark Gable."
Joe Fox:"152 people who think he looks like a Clark Bar."
Kathleen Kelly:"Why did I ever tell you this?"
Joe Fox:"152 stitches from his nose job. The number of his souvenir shot glasses that he's collected in his travels."
Kathleen Kelly:"No, the number. His address? No, no. He would never do anything that prosaic."

Joe Fox:"So how's the book coming?"
Kathleen Kelly:"Well, there's this children's book editor I knew from the store and she's excited to read it when I'm finished. Who would've ever thought that I would write? I mean, if I hadn't had all this time, you know what?"
Joe Fox:"What?"
Kathleen Kelly:"The truth is that he is was the one who started me thinking about writing!"
Joe Fox:"Mr. 152 Felony indictments."
Kathleen Kelly:"Mr. 152 insights into my soul!"
Joe Fox:"Oh! Oh! Oh yeah! Uh! No competing with that!"

Frank Navasky:"I could never be with anybody who doesn't take politics as seriously as I do."
Movie Goer:"Do you mind?!"
Frank Navasky:"A hot dog is singing! You need quiet while a hot dog is singing?!"

Patricia Eden:"You know, I love how you've totally forgotten that you had any role in her current situation. Its so obtuse, so insensitive. Reminds me of someone, who? Who does it remind me of? Me!"

Joe Fox:"Don't cry Shop Girl, don't cry."
Kathleen Kelly:"I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly."

Patricia Eden:"Where are my tic-tacs?!

Joe Fox:"Now I can see that I bring out the worst in you. But let me just help you to not say something your just gonna torture yourself about for years to come."