Came home from work today and watched Frankie and Johnny starring Al Pacino and Michelle Pfeiffer. The only movie to typify me more than Breakfast at Tiffany's would be this one. I'm a Frankie through and through. I'm in love with this movie.
To all the good men in my life who tried to be the Johnny to me, I apologize for being impossible. To all the bad guys, I forgive your mothers for raising such an asshole.
Johnny: You don't have to be afraid anymore.
Frankie: I am. I'm afraid. I'm afraid to be alone, I'm afraid not to be alone. I'm afraid of what I am, what I'm not, what I might become, what I might never become. I don't want to stay at my job for the rest of my life but I'm afraid to leave. And I'm just tired, you know, I'm just so tired of being afraid.
Johnny: So, how about you? Do you ever want to kill yourself sometimes?
Frankie: Yeah, everybody wants to kill themselves sometime.
Frankie: Why do you want to kill yourself sometimes?
Johnny: I want to kill myself sometimes when I think that I'm the only person in the world and that part of me that feels that way is trapped inside this body, that only bumps into other bodies, without ever connecting to the only other person in the world trapped inside of them. We have to connect. We just have to.
Tim: [after repeated phone calls from Johnny] Excuse me, Johnny, I've got to hang up. We're expecting a call from you any minute.
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Johnny: Now, there's a man and a woman. He's a cook. She's a waitress. Now, they meet and they don't connect. Only, she noticed him. He could feel it. And he noticed her. And they both knew it was going to happen. They made love, and for maybe one whole night, they forgot the 10 million things that make people think, I don't love this person, I don't like this person, I don't know this- Instead, it was perfect, and they were perfect. And that's all there was to know about. Only now, she's beginning to forget all that, and pretty soon he's going to forget it too.
Frankie: Why are you doing this?
Johnny: Everything I want is in this room.
Yeah...I want myself a Johnny. And I don't even care if he looks like Al Pacino...