Another Woman Quotes

Paul: Do you remember some years ago when I showed you something I'd written, do you remember what you said?

Marion: No, I don't remember. I was probably just trying to be truthful.

Paul: Yes, I'm sure. You said, "This is overblown, it's too emotional, it's maudlin. Your dreams may be meaningful to you, but to the objective observer, it's just so embarrassing."

Marion: I said that?

Paul: Exactly your words. So I tried not to embarrass you any more.

[first lines]

Marion: [voiceover] If someone had asked me when I reached my fifties to assess my life, I would have said that I had achieved a decent measure of fulfillment, both personally and professionally. Beyond that, I would say I don't choose to delve.

[last lines]

Marion: [voiceover] I closed the book, and felt this strange mixture of wistfulness and hope, and I wondered if a memory is something you have or something you've lost. For the first time in a long time, I felt at peace.

Marion: Fifty. I didn't think anything turning thirty. Everybody said I would. Then they said I'd be crushed turning forty, but they were wrong. I didn't give it a second's thought. Then they said that I'd be traumatized when I hit fifty, and they were right. I'll tell you the truth, I don't think I've ever recovered my balance since turning fifty.

Hope: Oh, gee, fifty's not so old.

Marion: No, I know it isn't, but... you just suddenly look up and see where you are.

Hope: You're in a good spot, aren't you?

Marion: Well, I thought I was. But then there's chances gone by you can't have back again.

Hope: Like what?

Marion: I don't know. Maybe it would be nice to have a child.

Hope: You really think that?

Marion: I do. I never said it before, but I do.

Marion: But you want nothing around to even remind you of mother?

Marion's Father: Well, there are times when even an historian shouldn't look at the past.

Laura: Do you think at your age you can find someone and fall in love again?

Marion's Father: One hopes at my age to build up an immunity.

Mark: There's no privacy left. Last week, Lydia and I were at home, it was a Sunday morning.

Lydia: Mark?

Mark: This is true. And we started kissing...

Lydia: Mark!

Mark: And the next thing, you know, we were on the floor and I was having...

Lydia: Are you crazy? You know, he's drunk.

Mark: On the kitchen floor, on the living room floor.

Lydia: I got to admit it was a surprise.

Mark: Did it not happen that way? So, the door opens and the Superintendent, he has the key, barges in...

Lydia: Stop it.

Mark: Some kind of plumbing leak and we are in in flagrant...

Lydia: You know what this one does, he gets up stark naked and he says, "Mr. Fanducci, this is not the pipe that needs fixing."

Mark: I was quick, Ken. Very quick. Could you have come up with anything quick, Ken?

Ken: No.

Mark: That was grace under pressure.

Marion: Would you ever think of making love to me on the living room floor?

Ken: Do you want me to?

Marion: I don't know. Would you want to?

Ken: I don't know. Actually, I don't think I see you as the hard wood floor type.

Marion: No?

Marion: Don't make something romantic sound infantile...

Ken: Hey, but it's the same level of maturity as sex on the floor.

Marion: Well, we might as well have it on the floor, we certainly don't have it in bed anymore.

Ken: I don't believe we're having this discussion.

Marion: Why have you stopped sleeping with me?

Ken: We are simply going through a less active period, that's all. Its not uncommon.

Marion: Why? I just want to know why?

Ken: Why don't we just go to bed.

Marion: There was a time that we were dying to be together.

Ken: Marion, you're still the most desirable woman that I know.

Marion: But, we won't make love tonight, because, they'll be some excuse. I hadn't realized how much of that had slipped away, until today.

Marion: I feel sorry for you Ken, because, in your way, you've been as lonely as I have.

Ken: Have you been lonely?

Marion: At least I've come to recognize it.