The Good Life

Gus:
Why doesn't Catherine pop the damn popcorn?

Jason:
Because Catherine died five years ago.

Jason:
I don't know who you think I am, but I don't think I'm him. I don't know you.

Frances:
Yes you do, you just don't know you know me.

Frances:
You're hard on yourself, because a lot of people depend on you, and you're afraid of letting them down. You've got a great deal of unused potential. Something bad has happened to you recently, besides that [points to bloodied nose] - Some of your aspirations are pretty unrealistic considering that you live in Nebraska... you care a great deal about a select group of people, and you love this theatre.

Jason:
You can tell that by looking at my palm?

Frances:
I can tell that by looking at your face.

Frances [of Gus and his theatre]:
How come he doesn't show new movies there?

Jason:
It's too expensive, and he feels of all things that people should forget, old movies aren't one of them.

Frances:
I wanted to say I'm sorry for lying to you. I do the same palm reading on everyone, it's a lie. And I can't get over how mean it was to lie to you, because you're probably the nicest person I ever met, and you're dying, and I took advant...

Jason:
Wait a minute, wait a minute - wait - I'm not dying.

Frances:
You're still the nicest person I ever met, even if you're not dying, and I promise I'll never lie to you again.

Frances:
Look. It be fun to have a family like that.

Jason:
Your family's not like that?

Frances:
No.

Frances:
I'm not going to tell you anymore, because the less you know about me, the less you're going to hate me in the end.

Jason:
In the end of what?

Frances:
When I said... that you knew me, you just didn't know you knew me - it wasn't because I'm a famous singer. It's because we're soul-mates.

Frances:
I'm sorry I lied to you. Do you hate me?

Jason:
No.

Frances:
I would rather kill myself than have you hate me.