Cassandra's Dream

Ian:
Would you sleep with a director to get a part?

Angela:
Well, that depends on the part, and who the director is, and how much I'd had to drink.

Ian:
It's not a very comforting answer.

Angela:
I didn't like the question.

Howard:
After all I've done for you, it should be automatic. Family is family! Blood is blood! You don't ask questions. You protect your own.

[first lines]

Ian:
Ah, she's a beauty! I mean, look her - she's not new, but she looks new. He said the engine needed work.

Terry:
I could do the engine.

Ian:
I can't believe he's asking so little. It's practically a steal.

Terry:
John Anderson said we could keep it at his marina - free of charge - at least for a year till his son comes back.

Ian:
Ah, here he comes. Don't show you're too eager or he won't budge on the price, all right?

Terry:
Right.

[last lines]

Kate:
Aw... I like that. What do you think?

Angela:
Yeah.

Kate:
I would look good in that.

Angela:
Yeah, Terry would love that.

Kate:
Would he?

Angela:
Yeah, men love that sort of shape. I wore something similar when Ian first saw me.

Father:
Like the poet said: "The only ship certain to come in has black sails."

Ian:
He was right about one thing. Once you cross the line, there's no going back.

Father:
Nobody wants to be selfish, but everybody is.

Mother:
Everybody predicted great things for Ian. He's so nice looking and personable. Now, it's a mystery to me why he's not more successful.

Father:
Because he's not content with what he has. He sees himself like Howard, with a fancy life. Always got some scheme. Always waiting for his ship to come in.

Mother:
Well, his ship won't come in at the restaurant. He does that out of a son's love for his father.

Father:
Like the poet said, "The only ship certain to come in has black sails."

Ian:
She's innocent and also depraved. She's working class,but classy.

Ian:
I know what's in his mind.

Angela:
Ian, I don't affect everyone the way that I affect you. If I did, my career would have taken off a long time ago.

Ian:
It's funny how life has a life of its own.

Terry:
What are you thinking?

Ian:
That then was then. And now is now. And we've done it and it's over.

Ian:
And it's always now.

Ian:
You think we've committed some kind of unnatural act, but we haven't. The whole of human life is about violence. It's a cruel world, Terry.