Memories of Me 
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Mrs. Petrakis: ...Kansas?
Abe: Why are you afraid to go to sleep?
Abe: Then there'll be more for me for breakfast.
Abe: Sweet dreams to my fingers, sweet dreams to my knees. Sweet dreams to bellybuttons that go in and out. Sweet dreams to all the little tushies in the world - the big ones, too, like the waitress in the bowling alley!
Lisa: This is great.
Lisa: What does he do?
Lisa: I have this patient, a boy. He's 12, he's terminal. He's amazing - he tells me something new every day; he tells me everything.
Lisa: You want a mirror?
Abe: A woman her age is supposed to move to Florida. Who moves to Vermont?
Abe: She should - she invented it.
Abe: Extras are the real Hollywood. You won't see their names above the title or below the title. We like to think of ourselves as behind the title.
Abe: I've lived a thousand different lives in a thousand different places, kid.
Abe: You see that? When I die, I want you to make a mold of that imprint and put it in front of Chinese Theater. Gable's feet, Monroe's hands, and Abe Polin's ass.
Abe: There's an art to being incidental.
Lisa: Let me get this straight: is he an actor or isn't he?
Abe: I'm glad you came, doctor. Maybe you can tell me what's wrong with my hand - it's been like this for a month.
Lisa: Have you tried soaking it in melted butter?
Abe: When I die, I want my epitaph to read "Here's lies Abe Polin, King of the Extras. 19th man to yell, 'I'm Spartacus.'"