Norman: "Ethel Thayer." It sounds like I'm lisping, doesn't it?
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Ethel: You know, Norman, you really are the sweetest man in the world, but I'm the only one who knows it.
Norman: "Ethel Thayer." It sounds like I'm lisping, doesn't it?
Norman: Wanna dance or would you rather just suck face?
Ethel: That son of a bitch happens to be my husband.
Norman: Operator, I wondered what you called me for... oh, I called you.
Ethel: Come here, Norman. Hurry up. The loons! The loons! They're welcoming us back.
Norman: Look at the Goddamned Orioles! Baltimore's always been a sneaky town!
Norman: Who the hell is that? Who in the hell is in this picture here?
Norman Thayer Jr.: Don't go getting involved with any foreigners.
Chelsea Thayer Wayne: I... I want to be your friend.
Ethel: You know, Norman, you really are the sweetest man in the world, but I'm the only one who knows it.
Norman: "Ethel Thayer." It sounds like I'm lisping, doesn't it?
Ethel: That son of a bitch happens to be my husband.
Norman: Operator, I wondered what you called me for... oh, I called you.
Norman: Wanna dance or would you rather just suck face?
Ethel: Come here, Norman. Hurry up. The loons! The loons! They're welcoming us back.
Norman: Who the hell is that? Who in the hell is in this picture here?
Chelsea Thayer Wayne: I... I want to be your friend.
Norman: Look at the Goddamned Orioles! Baltimore's always been a sneaky town!
Norman Thayer Jr.: Don't go getting involved with any foreigners.
Bill Ray: Well, how does it feel to turn eighty? Norman: Twice as bad as it did turning forty.
Norman: You want to know why I came back so fast? I got to the end of our lane. I couldn't remember where the old town road was. I went a little ways in the woods. There was nothing familar. Not one damn tree. Scared me half to death. That's why I came running back here to you. So I could see your pretty face and I could feel safe and that I was still me. Ethel: You're safe, you old poop and you're definitely still you picking on poor old Charlie. After lunch, after we've gobbled up all those silly strawberries we'll take ourselves to the old town road. We've been there a thousand times. A thousand. And you'll remember it all. Listen to me, mister. You're my knight in shining armour. Don't you forget it. You're gonna get back up on that horse and I'm gonna be right behind you holding on tight and away we're gonna go, go, go. Norman: I don't like horses. You are a pretty old dame aren't you? What are you doing with a dotty old son of a bitch like me? Ethel: Well, I haven't the vaguest idea.
Chelsea Thayer Wayne: It just seems like we've been mad at each other for so long... Norman: I didn't think we were mad; I just thought we didn't like each other.
Bill Ray: You're having a good time, aren't you? Norman: Huh? Bill Ray: Chelsea told me all about how you like to have a good old time with people's heads. She does too, sometimes. Sometimes I can get into it and sometimes not. I think you should know, I'm pretty good at recognizing crap when I hear it. You know, it's not imperative that you and I become friends. I thought it would be nice. I'm sure you're a very fascinating person, and I thought it would be fascinating getting to know you. That's obviously not an easy task... No. You just go ahead and be... as poopy as you want, to quote Chelsea, and I'll be as receptive and as pleasant as I can be. But I want you to bear one thing in mind while you're jerking me around, making me feel like an asshole. I know precisely what you're up to. I'll take just so much of it. Ok?... Now what is the bottom line on this illicit sex question? Norman: Very good. That was a good speech. Bottom line, huh? You're a bottom line man? All right, here's the bottom line... Okay. Bill Ray: Hm? Norman: You seem like a nice man. A bit verbose, but nice... Bill Ray: Thank you. Norman: ...and you're right about me. I am fascinating. Bill Ray: I'm sure you are. Norman: Let's get back to talking about sex... anything you want to know, just ask me. Bill Ray: No, I just... uh, I just wanted to clear up that little question. Chelsea and I can sleep together, right? Norman: Sure, please do. Norman: Just don't let Ethel catch you.
Charlie Martin: How old will you be? On your birthday? Norman: A hundred and three. Charlie Martin: Ms. Appley had a birthday. She turned 97. Ethel: Do you hear that Norman? Ninety-seven! Norman: There's something to be said for a deviant lifestyle!
Bill Ray: Are there any bears around here? Norman: Oh, sure. Black bears and grizzlies. One of 'em came along here last month and ate an old lesbian.
Billy Ray: I might not stick around here. I might just haul my ass up to Wyoming, Puerto Rico, one of those places. Listen, I know I'm just being dumped here. Just like my middle name. You turkeys don't want me. Norman: Bullshit. I'm sixty-seven years older than you. How do you know what I want?
Billy Ray: A canoe! Just like the Indians used. Norman: Actually, the Indians used a different grade of aluminum.
Norman Thayer Jr.: Ethel, listen. The loons. They came around to say goodbye. Norman Thayer Jr.: It's just the two of them now. The baby is all grown up and... moved to Los Angeles, or somewhere.
Bill Ray: Well, how does it feel to turn 80? Norman: Twice as bad as it did turning 40.
Norman: You want to know why I came back so fast? I got to the end of our lane. I couldn't remember where the old town road was. I went a little ways in the woods. There was nothing familar. Not one damn tree. Scared me half to death. That's why I came running back here to you. So I could see your pretty face and I could feel safe and that I was still me. Ethel: You're safe, you old poop, and you're definitely still you, picking on poor old Charlie. After lunch, after we've gobbled up all those silly strawberries we'll take ourselves to the old town road. We've been there a thousand times. A thousand. And you'll remember it all. Listen to me, mister. You're my knight in shining armor. Don't you forget it. You're gonna get back up on that horse and I'm gonna be right behind you holding on tight and away we're gonna go, go, go! Norman: I don't like horses. You are a pretty old dame aren't you? What are you doing with a dotty old son-of-a-bitch like me? Ethel: Well, I haven't the vaguest idea.
Bill Ray: You're having a good time, aren't you? Norman: Huh? Bill Ray: Chelsea told me all about how you like to have a good old time with people's heads. She does too, sometimes. Sometimes I can get into it and sometimes not. I think you should know, I'm pretty good at recognizing crap when I hear it. You know, it's not imperative that you and I become friends. I thought it would be nice. I'm sure you're a very fascinating person, and I thought it would be fascinating getting to know you. That's obviously not an easy task... No. You just go ahead and be... as poopy as you want, to quote Chelsea, and I'll be as receptive and as pleasant as I can be. But I want you to bear one thing in mind while you're jerking me around, making me feel like an asshole. I know precisely what you're up to. I'll take just so much of it. OK?... Now what is the bottom line on this illicit sex question? Norman: Very good. That was a good speech. Bottom line, huh? You're a bottom-line man? All right, here's the bottom line... OK. Bill Ray: Hm? Norman: You seem like a nice man. A bit verbose, but nice... Bill Ray: Thank you. Norman: ... and you're right about me. I am fascinating. Bill Ray: I'm sure you are. Norman: Let's get back to talking about sex... Anything you want to know, just ask me. Bill Ray: No, I just... uh, I just wanted to clear up that little question. Chelsea and I can sleep together, right? Norman: Sure, please do. Norman: Just don't let Ethel catch you.
Billy Ray: I might not stick around here. I might just haul my ass up to Wyoming, Puerto Rico, one of those places. Listen, I know I'm just being dumped here. Just like my middle name. You turkeys don't want me. Norman: Bullshit. I'm 67 years older than you. How do you know what I want?
