tolerancewrong (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tolerancewrong) wrote,@ 2007-12-28 21:59:00 |
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A Breakfast at Tiffany's Picspam
(very image heavy... obviously)
"Miss Golightly- I protest!"
"Oh, darling, I am sorry but I lost my key."
"But that was two weeks ago. You cannot go on keep ringing my bell! You disturb me! You must have a key made!"
"But it won't do any good, I'll just lose them all."
"The phone's over there-... well, it was... oh, I remember: I stuck it in the suitcase 'cause it muffles the sound."
"Poor, old cat. Poor slob, poor slob without a name. The way I look at it, I don't have the right to give him one. We don't belong to eachother, we just took up by the river one day."
[Holly whistles for a cab]
"You know, I never could do that."
"It's easy."
"We are friends, aren't we?"
"Sure."
"What're you doing?"
"Writing."
"Good."
"But you mustn't give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree and then to a higher tree and then to the sky."
(Drunk!Holly is wonderful...)
(...until things go sour)
"It should take you exactly four seconds to cross from here to that door... I'll give you two."
"I'll tell you one thing, Fred, darling: I'd marry you for your money in a minute. Would you marry me for my money?"
"In a minute."
"So I guess it's pretty lucky neither of us is rich, huh?"
"Hey, did you ever steal anything from a Five and Ten? When you were a kid, I mean."
"No, I'm a sensitive, bookish type."
"You're crazy."
"Do you think you own me?"
"That's exactly what I think."
"I know, that's what everybody always thinks but everybody happens to be wrong."
"Look, I am not everybody... or am I?"
"What can one do?"
"Try to help her. I tried, it didn't do much good."
"Actually, I'm a little nervous about it. Jose brought up the blue prints for the new ranch house he's building and I have a strange feeling that maybe the blueprints and my knitting instructions got switched. I mean, it isn't impossible that I'm knitting a ranch house."
"Really, darling, I can't tell you how devinely happy I am."
"But I am mad about Jose... I honestly think I'd give up smoking if he asked me."
"She's a phony but she's a real phony. Know what I mean, kid?"
"Yeah, I know what you mean."
"You know what's the matter with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're chicken. You've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say life's a fact. People do fall in love. People do belong to eachother because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness. You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing and you're terrified somebody's going to stick you in a cage. Well, baby, you're all ready in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bound on the west by Tulip, Texas or on the east by Somaliland, it's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you only end up running into yourself."
screencaps found here
(very image heavy... obviously)
"Miss Golightly- I protest!"
"Oh, darling, I am sorry but I lost my key."
"But that was two weeks ago. You cannot go on keep ringing my bell! You disturb me! You must have a key made!"
"But it won't do any good, I'll just lose them all."
"The phone's over there-... well, it was... oh, I remember: I stuck it in the suitcase 'cause it muffles the sound."
"Poor, old cat. Poor slob, poor slob without a name. The way I look at it, I don't have the right to give him one. We don't belong to eachother, we just took up by the river one day."
[Holly whistles for a cab]
"You know, I never could do that."
"It's easy."
"We are friends, aren't we?"
"Sure."
"What're you doing?"
"Writing."
"Good."
"But you mustn't give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree and then to a higher tree and then to the sky."
(Drunk!Holly is wonderful...)
(...until things go sour)
"It should take you exactly four seconds to cross from here to that door... I'll give you two."
"I'll tell you one thing, Fred, darling: I'd marry you for your money in a minute. Would you marry me for my money?"
"In a minute."
"So I guess it's pretty lucky neither of us is rich, huh?"
"Hey, did you ever steal anything from a Five and Ten? When you were a kid, I mean."
"No, I'm a sensitive, bookish type."
"You're crazy."
"Do you think you own me?"
"That's exactly what I think."
"I know, that's what everybody always thinks but everybody happens to be wrong."
"Look, I am not everybody... or am I?"
"What can one do?"
"Try to help her. I tried, it didn't do much good."
"Actually, I'm a little nervous about it. Jose brought up the blue prints for the new ranch house he's building and I have a strange feeling that maybe the blueprints and my knitting instructions got switched. I mean, it isn't impossible that I'm knitting a ranch house."
"Really, darling, I can't tell you how devinely happy I am."
"But I am mad about Jose... I honestly think I'd give up smoking if he asked me."
"She's a phony but she's a real phony. Know what I mean, kid?"
"Yeah, I know what you mean."
"You know what's the matter with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're chicken. You've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say life's a fact. People do fall in love. People do belong to eachother because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness. You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing and you're terrified somebody's going to stick you in a cage. Well, baby, you're all ready in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bound on the west by Tulip, Texas or on the east by Somaliland, it's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you only end up running into yourself."
screencaps found here
