Misfits

Gay:
You're a real beautiful woman. It's almost kind of an honor sittin' next to ya'. That's my true feelin's Roslyn.

Gay:
What makes you so sad? You're the saddest girl I ever met.

Roslyn:
You're the first man who's ever said that. I'm usually told how happy I am.

Gay:
That's because you make a man feel happy.

Roslyn:
I don't feel that way about you, Gay.

Gay:
Don't get discouraged girl, you might.

Roslyn:
Did you ever think about gettin' married again?

Gay:
Oh, I think about it; never in daylight.

Gay:
Let's just live.

Perce:
How come you got such trust in your eyes, like you was just born?

Gay:
Honey, we all got to go sometime, reason or no reason. Dyin's as natural as livin'. The man who's too afraid to die is too afraid to live.

Perce:
So what I want to know... what I want to know is: who do you depend on?

Roslyn:
I don't know. Maybe all there really is is just the next thing. The next thing that happens. Maybe you're not supposed to remember anybody's promises.

Gay:
What's eatin' you?

Guido:
Just my life.

Roslyn:
Which way is home?

Gay:
God bless you girl.

Roslyn:
How do you find your way back in the dark?

Gay:
Just head for that big star straight on. The highway's under it. It'll take us right home.

Guido:
Have you ever been outside Reno, Ms. Taber?

Roslyn:
Once I walked to the edge of town; doesn't look like there's much out there.

Gay:
Everything's there!

Roslyn:
Like what?

Gay:
The country!

Roslyn:
Well, what do you do with yourself?

Gay:
Just live.

Roslyn:
How does anyone "just live"?

Gay:
Well, you start by going to sleep. You get up when you feel like it. You scratch yourself. You fry yourself some eggs. You see what kind of a day it is; throw stones at a can, whistle.

Roslyn:
We're all dying aren't we. We're not teaching each other what we really know, are we?

Roslyn:
If I'm going to be alone, I want to be by myself.

Isabelle Steers:
One thing about this town, it's always full of interesting strangers.

Guido:
She wasn't like any other woman. Stood by me 100%, uncomplaining as a tree.

Roslyn:
Maybe that's what killed her.

Gay:
You know, sometimes when a person don't know what to do, the best thing is to just stand still.

Perce:
Do you belong to Gay?

Roslyn:
I don't know where I belong.

Gay:
Honey, nothing can live unless something dies.