Dick Quote #1026

Quote from Dick in Dick Solomon of the Indiana Solomons

Dick: So, is everybody ready to go to our family reunion?
Tommy: Dick, this is not our family.
Sally: Yeah, what if they start asking questions?
Harry: Yeah.
Dick: Well, that's the beauty of this. Aunt Florence hasn't seen Richard since he was 5 years old. For all they know, I'm him.
Tommy: Well, as a teenager, the idea of going to a family reunion sickens me to my core.
Dick: Tommy, uh we've been here on Earth for almost three years, and we still lack something that's so important to us: roots. A connection. Life here is not just about where we're going, it's about where we've come from. Now we'd better get on the road. You know how Aunt Florence hates it when we're late.

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 ‘Dick Solomon of the Indiana Solomons’ Quotes

Quote from Dick

Dick: You know, Mary, the great thing about rediscovering your roots is... you suddenly have a whole new world of people to blame for, you know, everything.

Quote from Mary

Dick: They're right. You can't go home again. So much for "family" and "brotherhood" and "home is where the heart is." What a bunch of crap!
Mary: Now you know where I've been coming from. You go home for the holidays, you see that beautiful Christmas tree in the window. Everything looks so idyllic. And all of a sudden there's your mother swinging a five-iron at your father's head, and the tree's in the eggnog.
Dick: How do you deal with it?
Mary: I repress. Repression is the key to a happy family.
Dick: Doesn't sound very healthy.
Mary: If you yell and scream, you end up sounding like your mother. I'm gonna go get another drink.
Dick: Didn't you just finish one?
Mary: Get off my back!

Quote from Dick

Mary: Are you gonna visit her?
Dick: We have a family reunion this weekend. It sounds like it's gonna be wonderful. You wanna come?
Mary: Are you sure it's all right?
Dick: Well, of course it's all right.
Mary: Oh, Dick, it's family, I-
Dick: No, don't worry, Mary. I'm sure you'll find my family to be warm and nurturing. It won't bear any resemblance to the liquor-drenched orgy of hatred and recrimination that marks every Albright get-together.