Frankie and Johnny

Nedda:
Want some bran? You might as well eat rope and yank it through.

Frankie:
I'm a BLT down sort of person, and I think you're looking for someone a little more pheasant under glass.

Frankie:
Why are you doing this?

Johnny:
Everything I want is in this room.

Johnny:
Now, there's a man and a woman. He's a cook. She's a waitress. Now, they meet and they don't connect. Only, she noticed him. He could feel it. And he noticed her. And they both knew it was going to happen. They made love, and for maybe one whole night, they forgot the 10 million things that make people think, I don't love this person, I don't like this person, I don't know this- Instead, it was perfect, and they were perfect. And that's all there was to know about. Only now, she's beginning to forget all that, and pretty soon he's going to forget it too.

Frankie:
I don't date, by choice.

Tim:
Too bad, because I love your choices. We went from Mr. Abuse You to Mr. Use You, plus a Christmas fling that I blew the whistle on, thank you very much.

Tim:
Are you expecting someone?

Frankie:
No.

Frankie:
Hello, who is it?

Johnny:
Frankie?

Frankie:
Johnny?

Tim:
Ooh, I just got goosebumps.

Johnny:
So, how about you? Do you ever want to kill yourself sometimes?

Frankie:
Yeah, everybody wants to kill themselves sometime.

Frankie:
Why do you want to kill yourself sometimes?

Johnny:
I want to kill myself sometimes when I think that I'm the only person in the world and that part of me that feels that way is trapped inside this body, that only bumps into other bodies, without ever connecting to the only other person in the world trapped inside of them. We have to connect. We just have to.

Johnny:
You don't have to be afraid anymore.

Frankie:
I am. I'm afraid. I'm afraid to be alone, I'm afraid not to be alone. I'm afraid of what I am, what I'm not, what I might become, what I might never become. I don't want to stay at my job for the rest of my life but I'm afraid to leave. And I'm just tired, you know, I'm just so tired of being afraid.