Meanwhile

You should live free, and I’m not talking about free to walk alone without people watching you. I’m talking about free in your mind and in your heart. From things that have happened in your life. One day.

We’re gonna be something. Something real? Yes. Something real.

A lot of people underestimate young women. That's why they can get away with a lot.

I don’t think you have anything to worry about. You’re not his type.

What did he tell you? Did he tell you about our daughter? When he told you about our daughter he said, Have, didn't he? "We Have a daughter". He told you, you remind him of her. He actually said that to you, didn't he? It's okay, poor thing... He tries to say that to everyone. Of course, I never see it. Of course it isn't true. But still sometimes I try.

The thing about poison is that nothing in this big bad world tastes as sweet.

What you’re doing is important. But not as important as cooking your breakfast. You don’t need me for that. You can buy it for a dollar an hour. We’ve been emancipated, Mr. Reade. Have you heard of Susan B. Anthony? Can she cook?

I'm kinda breaking the fourth wall here, but I have this theory: bad guys have eyes that look like raisins. Small and dark, you know?

I say, uh! I know what it is that gives me a queer feeling when I look at you. There's something in you to be painted.

Really, everybody goes sooner or later. Tomorrow's not promised to anyone. I learned that in church when I was five years old. And I've never forgotten it. So, uh, every day counts.

I want to talk to you about radium. A most peculiar and remarkable element because it doesn’t behave as it should.

My dream is to build a bridge to my dreams, but not a wall between my family and me. 

If it makes you feel any better, my whole family is embarrassed by me. They all see me as a, as a liability who fucks around and drinks too much. Why would they think that? Because I fuck around and drink too much. Hmm.

There you are. There you are. I’m checking you out. I’m checking you out.

Comment: Saw this back in January and completely forgot about it until this moment. They really made some choices with this adaptation, huh? Emmy Rossum was serving Looks though. I should reread the book.

Buffalo, New York. The epicenter of the rust belt. A city whose favorite meal is a discarded chicken part. A city hopelessly dedicated to a staple of disappointment.