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LARRY: Hello, stranger.
ANNA: Hello.
LARRY: Intense conversation?
ANNA: His father died. Were you spying?
LARRY: Lovingly observing, with a telescope.
LARRY: He’s taller than his photo.
ANNA: His photo’s a headshot.
LARRY: Yeah, I know, but his head implied a short body, but in fact his head is deceptive.
ANNA: Deceptive.
LARRY: Yeah, he’s actually got a long body. He’s a stringy fucker. I could have him.
ANNA: What?
LARRY: If it came to it in a scrap, I could have him.
LARRY: Did you tell him we call him Cupid?
ANNA: No, that’s our joke.
LARRY: I had a chat with young Alice.
ANNA: Fancy her?
LARRY: Of course. Not as much as you.
ANNA: Why not?
LARRY: You’re a woman. She’s a girl. She has the moronic beauty of youth, but she’s sly.
ANNA: She seems open to me.
LARRY: Yeah, that’s how she wants to seem. You forget you’re dealing with a clinical observer of the human carnivore.
ANNA: Am I now?
LARRY: Oh, yes.
ANNA: Mmm. You seem more like the cat that got the cream. Stop licking yourself.
/ excerpts from Closer by Patrick Marber, adapted for the screen (directed by Mike Nichols)
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coeurelectrique said:
“the moronic beauty of youth” hahaha
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