Robyn ElwellQuotes

Martha: [''Referring to peeling [[w:orange (fruit)|an orange] Please. Please, can you peel it like a snake?

Young Leda: What?

Martha: Please, can you peel it like a snake? Please?

Bianca: Can you peel it all?

Young Leda: I can.

Bianca: Don't let anything break.

Young Leda: No, I won't let anything break.

Martha: Do you think that's a land or a sea monster? A sea snake. Yeah.

Bianca: Don't let it break. Peel it like a snake. Don't let it break.

Martha: That's quite a long one.

Bianca: [''Leda hands peel to Martha''; ''Martha dangles and jiggles orange peel''] It's longer than ever. Hiss. Can it curl itself up? Little curly.

Bianca: [''Leda is putting on her jacket''; ''Repeatedly''; ''Leda goes out door and shuts it''] Mama, where are you going? Where are you going, Mummy? Mama? Are you coming back? When are you coming back? Mama? Where are you going? Mama!

Young Joe: Hey.

Young Leda: [''Joe kisses her on cheek''] Hi. Hmm.

Young Joe: [''Guides her head''] What are you doing? Say hello to Mummy. Martha. Go on. Say hello. It's okay.

Young Leda: Can I get a hug?

Young Joe: Go on.

Young Leda: [''Martha runs into Leda's chest''] Oh! Mmm.

Martha: Are you home now, Mummy?

Young Leda: I'm home today.

Martha: Can you wash my hair after dinner?

Young Leda: Mm-mmm. I can't stay for dinner, baby. I've got to get on a plane.

Martha: Oh, okay.

Young Leda: But I brought you presents, okay? And fancy dresses. These. Hi. Yours!

Young Leda: You awoke the tickle monster. There's a tickle monster in town. Bianca? Do you want me to help you do up your buttons in the back?

Bianca: No.

Young Leda: [''Kisses Bianca on lips''] Okay. Show me your dress. Oh! So pretty. Mwah!

Young Joe: [''Appears in door''] Leda. Can I talk to you?

Young Leda: Sure.

Young Joe: [''Gets down on knees''; [w:castration|cut my balls off] Please. Please. Don't do this. What do you need? Do you need me on my fucking knees? Do you need me to ]? What do you need? Tell me. Have you got his cock in your mouth? You can't answer me?

Young Leda: Joe, this has nothing to do with that.

Young Joe: Oh, fuck me? Fuck me?

Young Leda: I left him.

Young Joe: You left him? Congratulations, baby. You're an expert now, huh?

Young Leda: I don't see why not?

Young Joe: [''Repeatedly''] Do you think I'm a fucking idiot? Huh? Am I an arsehole? Please. Come on. They're little fucking girls. How am I supposed to do this?

Young Leda: [''Walks off''] Joe, I'm feeling dizzy.

Young Joe: I'm taking them to your mum's. I can't handle this.

Young Leda: No you're not.

Young Joe: Yeah.

Young Leda: [''Walks away''] You're threatening me?! That is revenge! That's fuck... lazy. You bring them back there, and they're going to sink back into that black shithole. All that fucking... SHIT...! that I came from. I do think you're an arsehole.

Young Joe: My mother didn't finish school.

Young Leda: [''Disappears under door drape''] Oh, fucking so what?

Young Joe: You guys, uh, look like you've been going a while.

Male Hiker: Yes. Since April. Amazing.

Female Hiker: Grazie. (Thanks)

Young Joe: Can I ask, how old are you?

Male Hiker: Forty-two.

Young Joe: [''Chuckles''] Oh, my God. Life is so different without kids.

Male Hiker: [[w:London|London] I have kids. I have three kids. Twelve, nine and seven. They are in ] with their mother.

Young Leda: So you ran away together?

Male Hiker: I guess we did.

Female Hiker: Yes, we did. Hmm. We are obliged to do so many stupid things. From childhood, even.

Young Leda: Obliged?

Female Hiker: Yes. What happened to us is the only thing that's happened to me since I was born that makes sense.

Young Leda and Female Hiker: [''[[w:Italian|Singing in Italian; ''Leda sustains note''; ''Female hiker chuckles and clinks glass with Young Leda with Young Joe clapping''] E prima di uscire (and before going out) da questa santa porta (from this holy door) proviama un'altra volta (try it another time) su e giu per il (up and down the...) cammin...! (...path)

Female Hiker: [''Young Leda reaches over to hug the female hiker hug and kisses her''] Brava, brava! (good, good) Your Italian is so beautiful!

Young Leda: Oh.

Female Hiker: So feminine!

Young Joe: Leda's the most extraordinary scholar of modern Italian literature.

Young Leda: Jesus, Joe. I studied translation, yeah. And comparative literature.

Female Hiker: What are you working on?

Young Leda: Uh... I'm barely working.

Young Joe: [[w:W. B. Yeats|Yeats translation] Uh, she's working on a ]

Male Hiker: Yeats?!

Young Leda: No.

Male Hiker: [''gestures using Bianca's hands''] In Italian? That's... that is like chocolate on chocolate!

Young Joe: Huh?

Bianca: [''Clandestinely''] Il gelo dell'ala sorta cade lungo il mio corpo

Female Hiker: [''Bianca plays with female hiker's hair''] Wow. Wow.

Male Hiker: What is that?

Bianca: Don't know.

Young Leda: It's Auden. "Chill of the crooked wing falls down along my body". It's ridiculous. It's just something I taught them.

Female Hiker: [''Extends hand to Young Leda who embraces it''; ''Chuckles''] È bello. Brava. Wow.

Bianca: [''Noticing mother is fixated at window''; [w:Making out|Snoggies] What are you watching?! ]?!

Young Leda: Oh, my God!

Young Joe: Hikers!

Bianca: Hikers!

Young Joe: [[w:Catamount Trail|the Catamount Trail] Hikers! Stay there! They must be doing ]!

Martha: Hey, what are hikers?

Young Joe: [[w:Quebec|Quebec] Are you kidding me?! To ]! They don't have food!

Young Leda: Joe, it's not 1985! What's wrong with you?!

Young Joe: They're wet!

Young Leda: Joe, don't bring them in here!