Dick Quote #1150
Quote from Dick in Dick vs. Strudwick
Dick: Morning, Vincent. How's it goin'?
Strudwick: Did you talk to your boy last night?
Dick: Yes. We talked, we laughed, we shared. Then there were the, uh, hugs, as usual. How'd it go with Alissa?
Strudwick: She came home, slammed the door in my face, and locked herself in her room.
Dick: Ooh. Ouch. Did she, by any chance, say that, uh, she hates you?
Strudwick: How'd you know that?
Dick: Call it fatherly intuition.
Strudwick: She said... She said... Oh, never mind.
Dick: Go on, Vincent. You can tell me.
Strudwick: She said, "why couldn't I be more like like you"?
Dick: Well, I can understand that. Some of us devote our time to our families, others opt instead to write books. I'm sure you made the right choice. Not for your daughter, of course, but for you.
Strudwick: This is awful!
Dick: No, don't worry. As the decades slip by, these wounds will scab over and harden into bitter scars. And you'll get together then, Vince. I know you'll have a good time then. [Dick dances after Strudwick leaves]
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‘Dick vs. Strudwick’ Quotes
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Dick: Look at this. I could write a better book overnight.
Nina: You think you're the smartest man on the planet, don't you?
Dick: For the thousandth time, yes!
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Nina: Dr. Solomon, have you bought Strudwick's new book yet?
Dick: Well, I was gonna order it off the Internet until I realized there's no such thing as Amazon.crap. Look at him, standing up there like all of this was for him.
Nina: All this is for him.
Dick: Fine. But he doesn't have to bask. Look at him basking. That basker!
Nina: You're just jealous because he got a book published and you didn't.
Dick: Jealous? [chuckles] Of his little comic book? That's a hoot and a half.
Nina: Well, those four Nobel laureates over there kissing his butt seem to disagree.
Mary: So, where are the Nobel guys?
Dick: Oh, they're over there with Strudwick. But they're not so great. One of them had to share his prize with a Swede.
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Harry: Every expert in the country's gonna be dyin' to know how you figured all this out.
Dick: You think?
Harry: Oh, and the fame. I can't wait to see Barbara Walters make you cry.
Dick: Barbara Walters?
Harry: Yep. Grillin' you about your childhood on national television.
Dick: [stammers] But I- I never had a childhood.
Harry: Oh, you don't have to tell me. A boy grows up awful fast on the mean streets of, uh... Where are you from again?
Dick: Outer space! [throws manuscript in the trash] What was I thinking?! If I publish all the secrets of the universe, we might just as well walk into the Pentagon and yell out, "We're aliens!"
Harry: Oh, yeah. That would be quite a predicament. [shouts] You idiot!