All Time Favourite

Well, well..... Looks like this time it's going to be about movie again... hahaha.... I would like to share with you one of my most favourite movie of all time - YOU'VE GOT MAIL (in 1998)! What I like about this movie is the wonderful cast Tom Hanks & Meg Ryan... both of them were great! This movie was so much better than I expected, which was a simple romantic comedy with predictable "pass each other in the street" scenarios throughout. I was pleasantly surprised to find a love story that touched my heart. Kathleen's vulnerability and pride in her mother made me cry and Joe's sensitivity and devious behavior were so very sweet.I didn't think that Tom Hanks & Meg Ryan could pull off a romance better than they did in Sleepless In Seattle but I am happy to be mistaken. I never feel bored watching it over and over and over again! :D

These were my most memorable quotes from the movie:

Joe Fox: You've got mail.
Kathleen Kelly: Yes.
Joe Fox: Three very powerful words.
Kathleen Kelly: Yes.
Joe Fox: The Godfather answers all of life's questions. What should I pack for my summer vacation? "Leave the gun, take the cannoli."
Kathleen Kelly: Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life. Well, not small, but valuable. And sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.
Joe Fox: The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don't know what the hell they're doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.
Kathleen Kelly: [exits] Next customer in line: Tall decaf cappucino.

[Discussing the new FoxBooks superstore]
Joe Fox: Hey, you know what? We should announce ourselves to the neighborhood. Just let them know, here we come.
Kevin: Oh, no, this is the Upper West Side, man. We might as well tell 'em we're opening up a - a crack house. They're gonna hate us. Soon as they hear, they're gonna be lining up...
Joe Fox, Kevin: - to picket the big bad chain store...
Kevin: - that's out to destroy...
Joe Fox: - everything they hold dear.
Kevin: Yeah.
Joe Fox: Do you know what, we are gonna seduce them. We're gonna seduce them with our square footage, and our discounts, and ourdeep armchairs, and...
Joe Fox, Kevin: Our cappuccino.
Joe Fox: That's right. They're gonna hate us at the beginning, but...
Joe Fox, Kevin: - but we'll get 'em in the end.
Joe Fox: Do you know why?
Kevin: Why?
Joe Fox: Because we're going to sell them cheap books and legal addictive stimulants. In the meantime, we'll just put up a big sign: "Coming soon, a FoxBooks superstore and the end of civilization as you know it."
Joe Fox: You know, sometimes I wonder...
Kathleen Kelly: What?
Joe Fox: Well... if I hadn't been Fox Books and you hadn't been The Shop Around the Corner, and you and I had just, well... met...
athleen Kelly: I know.
Joe Fox: Yeah. I would have asked for your number, and I wouldn't have been able to wait twenty-four hours before calling you and saying, "Hey, how about... oh, how about some coffee or, you know, drinks or dinner or a movie... for as long as we both shall live?"
Kathleen Kelly: Joe...
Joe Fox: And you and I would have never been at war. And the only thing we'd fight about would be which video to rent on a Saturday night.
Kathleen Kelly: Well, who fights about that?
Joe Fox: Well, some people. Not us.
Kathleen Kelly: We would never.
Joe Fox: If only. [pause]
Kathleen Kelly: I gotta go...
Kathleen Kelly: [on "NY152"] What if he showed up, took one look at me, and left?
Christina Plutzker: Not possible.
Kathleen Kelly: People always say that change is a good thing, but what it really means is that something that you didn't want to happen, has happened.
Joe Fox: Tweaking? A project that needs "tweaking"?
Kathleen Kelly: Yes.
Joe Fox: T-w-e-a-k-i-n-g.
Kathleen Kelly: -i-n-g. That's what he said.
Joe Fox: I think he's married. Married, three kids.
Kathleen Kelly: I could never be with someone who has a boat.
Joe Fox: I have a boat.
Kathleen Kelly: Oh.
Joe Fox: Which clinches it; we'll never be together.
Kathleen Kelly: [on closing her store] But the truth is... I'm heart broken. I feel as though a part of me has died and my mother has died all over again and nothing will ever make it right.
Kathleen Kelly: I love daisies.
Joe Fox: You told me.
Kathleen Kelly: They're so friendly. Don't you think daisies are the friendliest flower?
Joe Fox: So what's his handle?
Kathleen Kelly: Uh...
Joe Fox: I'm not going to write him, if that's what you're worried about. You think I'm going to e-mail him?
Kathleen Kelly: All right... NY152.
Joe Fox: N-Y-one-five-two. One hundred and fifty-two. He's... one hundred and fifty-two years old. He's had one hundred and fifty-two moles removed, so now he's got one hundred and fifty-two pock marks on his face.
Kathleen Kelly: The number of people who think he looks like Clark Gable.
Joe Fox: One hundred and fifty-two people who think he looks like a Clark BAR.
Kathleen Kelly: [laughing] Why did I ever tell you this?
Joe Fox: One hundred and fifty-two stitches from his nose job. The number of souvenir shot glasses that he's collected in his travels.
Kathleen Kelly: No! The number... his address? No, no, he would never do anything that prosaic.
Joe Fox: You know, sometimes I wonder...
Kathleen Kelly: What?
Joe Fox: Well... if i hadn't been "Fox Books" and you hadn't been "The Shop Around the Corner," and you and I had just met...
Kathleen Kelly: I know.
Joe Fox: Yeah, yeah. I would've asked for your number. And I wouldn't have been able to wait 24 hours before calling you up and saying, Hey, how about... oh, how about some coffee, or drinks, or dinner, or a movie... for as long as we both shall live?
Joe Fox: You can forgive this guy for standing you up, but you can't forgive me for this little thing... of putting you out of business?
Kathleen Kelly: God, I didn't, I didn't realize. I didn't, I didn't know.
Joe Fox: [finishing the sentence] who you were with? [bad Italian accent]
Joe Fox: I didn't know who you were with.
Kathleen Kelly: Excuse me?
Joe Fox: It's from The Godfather. [small laugh]
Joe Fox: Sorry, it's from The Godfather. It's, when the, ah, movie producer realizes that Tom Hagen is an emissary of Vito Corleone. It's just before the horse's head ends up in the bed all the bloody sheets, you know, wakes up, and it's [imitates horrified scream]
Joe Fox: ah. AaHH. AAAHH. AAHHHH. AAHHH. [pauses seeing that this is not having any effect on Kathleen]
Joe Fox: Never mind.
Joe Fox: It wasn't... personal.
Kathleen Kelly: What is that supposed to mean? I am so sick of that. All that means is that it wasn't personal to you. But it was personal to me. It's *personal* to a lot of people. And what's so wrong with being personal, anyway?
Joe Fox: Uh, nothing.
Kathleen Kelly: Whatever else anything is, it ought to begin by being personal.
Patricia Eden: When I get out of here, I'm having my eyes lasered.
George Pappas: I'm going to get some eucalyptus candles 'cause it makes my apartment smell moss-ay!
Frank Navasky: Name me one thing, ONE, that we've gained from technology.
Kathleen Kelly: Electricity
Frank Navasky: That's one. [points to computer]
Frank Navasky: You think this machine is your friend but it's not.
Joe Fox: Brinkley is my dog. He loves the streets of New York as much as I do. Although he likes to eat bits of pizza and bagels off the sidewalk and I prefer to buy them.
Kathleen Kelly: What will NY152 say today I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
Kevin: The electrical contractor called. His truck hit a deer last night, so he's not going to be here until tomorrow. And the upstairs shelves are delayed because the shipment of pine we ordered has beetles.
Joe Fox: Very good. *Very* good.
Kevin: And we got a fifty-thousand dollar ticket for construction workers peeing off the roof. Joe Fox: Great, that is great!
[in the backgroud horns are honking, tires are skidding and people are shouting in the street] Kathleen Kelly: [seriously] Don't you just love New York in the fall?
Joe Fox: Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address. On the other hand, this not knowing has its charms.
Joe Fox: Hey. This fabric on the couch, does it have a name?
Nelson Fox: Money.
Joe Fox: Huh?
Nelson Fox: It's name is MONEY.
Joe Fox: Ah, Gillian selected it...
Nelson Fox: How much son? How much you payin'?
Joe Fox: Well, whatever it costs it won't be as much as that exquisitely uncomfortable mohair episode there, which is NOW ALL OVER MY SUIT.
Kathleen Kelly: Once I read a story about a butterfly in the subway, and today, I saw one. It got on at 42nd, and off at 59th, where, I assume it was going to Bloomingdales to buy a hat that will turn out to be a mistake - as almost all hats are.
Frank Navasky: Kathleen, you are a lone reed. You are a lone reed, standing tall, waving boldly in the corrupt sands of commerce.
Kathleen Kelly: I am a lone reed.
George Pappas: Who belongs to this fish?
Nelson Fox: Perfect. Keep those West-Side liberal nuts, psudo-intellectuals...
Joe Fox: Readers, Dad. They're called readers.
Nelson Fox: Don't do that, son. Don't romanticize them.
George Pappas: The, uh, illustrations are hand tipped.
Joe Fox: And that's why it costs so much?
George Pappas: No, that's why it's WORTH so much.
Kathleen Kelly: What is THAT? What ARE you doing? You're taking all the caviar? That caviar is a garnish.
Kathleen Kelly: [to Joe] What is that? What is that? What are you doing? You're taking all the caviar? That caviar is a *garnish*! [Joe scoops up more caviar and dumps it on his plate]
Joe Fox: Is it about love? [voice over]
Joe Fox: Please say no.
Kathleen Kelly: No. [voice over]
Kathleen Kelly: How sweet is that?
Matthew Fox: F-O-X
Kathleen Kelly: That is amazing - you can spell 'fox'? Can you spell 'dog'?
Matthew Fox: F-O-X
Joe Fox: Whatever you do, just don't listen to anything I say.
Kathleen Kelly: When you read a book as a child, it becomes a part of your identity in a way that no other reading in your whole life does.
Frank Navasky: Joe Fox?
Joe Fox: F-O-X
Frank Navasky: The inventor of the superstore, of course. The enemy of the mid-list novel, the destroyer of 'City Books'. Tell me, how do you sleep at night?
Patricia Eden: Ah. I use a wonderful, over the counter drug - 'Ultradorm'. Don't that the whole thing, just half, and you will wake up without even the tiniest hangover.
George Pappas: This place is a tomb. I'm going to the nut shop where it's fun.
Joe Fox: Hello it's Mr. Nasty.
Joe Fox: [talking via email, to who he doesn’t know is Kathleen Kelly] Have you ever become the worst version of yourself. That a pandora's box of all the hateful things, your spite, your arrogance, your condecension has sprung open? Someone upsets you and instead of smiling and walking away... you zing them. "Hello it's Mr Nasty". I'm sure you have no idea what I'm talking about...
Kathleen Kelly: [talking via email, to who she doesn’t know is Joe Fox] No I know exactly what you mean and I'm completely jealous. When I'm confronted by someone I get tongue tied and my mind goes blank. Then I spend the rest of the night tossing and turning over what i should have said. For example what should I have recently said to… [meaning confrontation with Joe]
Kathleen Kelly: …a bottom dweller who recently belittled my existance. [stops and thinks] Kathleen Kelly: Nothing... even now days later I still can't figured it out...
Joe Fox: Wouldn’t it be great if I could pass all my zingers to you, then I could always be nice and you could be nasty whenever you wanted to be. Although I must warn you... when you eventually have the pleasure of saying the thing you want to say at the moment you’re wanting to say it... remorse eventually follows... do you think we should meet?
Kathleen Kelly: [shocked] Meet?
Kathleen Kelly: I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.
Joe Fox: [while in Kathleens store buy books for his Brother and Aunt] May i ask who you are...?
Kathleen Kelly: [not realising that Joe is the owner of Fox Books that she is about to belittle] I'm Kathleen Kelly and this is my store... and you are?
Joe Fox: [now in full realisation that she does'nt know who he is, wanting to get out as fast as he can] Joe... Just call me Joe... I'll take these books...
Joe Fox: [about "NY152"] Maybe he's fat. He's fat. He's a fatty.
Kathleen Kelly: I don't care about that.
Joe Fox: You don't care that he's so fat, he's one of these guys that has to be removed from his house by a crane? You don't care?
Kathleen Kelly: [snickering] That is very unlikely. That is completely ridiculous.
Joe Fox: [on the News] I sell cheap books, I do. So sue me.
Kevin: That's what you said?
Joe Fox: Well, yeah. That's not *all* I said. I can't believe those bastards! I said we were great, I said you could sit and read for hours and no one will bother you. I said we have a hundred and fifty thousand titles. I showed them the New York section. I said we were a goddamn Piazza! A place in the city where people can mingle and mix and be.
Kevin: Piazza?
Joe Fox: I was eloquent. Shit!
Kevin: Piazza...
Birdie Conrad: If you nee more ask me, I'm VERY rich. I bought Intel at six.
Joe Fox: I hope she doesn't have one of those high squeaky voices like the mice in 'Cinderella', I hate that.
Kathleen Kelly: You poor, sad, multimillionaire. I feel so sorry for you.
Kathleen Kelly: [about "NY152"] He couldn't possibly be the Rooftop Killer!
Christina Plutzker: Remember when you thought Frank might be the Unibomber?
Kathleen Kelly: That was different.
Birdie Conrad: You are marching into the unknown armed with - nothing.
Frank Navasky: [about Birdie] She fell in love with Generalissimo Franco?
Kathleen Kelly: Don't say that. We don't know that for sure.
Frank Navasky: Who else could it have been? It was probably around 1960. I mean, it's not like he was something normal, like a socialist or an anarchist or something.
Kathleen Kelly: It happened in Spain. People do really stupid things in foreign countries.
Frank Navasky: Absolutely. They buy leather jackets for much more than they're worth. But they don't fall in love with fascist dictators!
Kathleen Kelly: [about her store] Soon it will be something really depressing. Like a 'Baby Gap'. [Person in Theatre: Do you mind?]
Frank Navasky: A HOTDOG is singing. You need quiet while a hotdog is singing?
Kathleen Kelly: You don't love me. [Frank shakes his head 'no']
Kathleen Kelly: Me, either.
Frank Navasky: You don't love me? [they both laugh]
Frank Navasky: But we're so right for each other!
Kathleen Kelly: I know! I know.
Joe Fox: Mr. 152 Felony indictments.
Kathleen Kelly: Mr. 152 insights into my soul.
Joe Fox: Oh yeah. No competing with that.
Kathleen Kelly: I hope your mango's ripe.
Joe Fox: I think it is. Hey, you wanna bump into me on say, Saturday around lunch time? Over there?
Nelson Fox: I just have to meet someone new, that's all. That's the easy part.
Joe Fox: Oh right, yeah, a snap to find the one single person in the world who fills your heart with joy.
[At Cafe Lalo]
Joe Fox: Who cares about Kathleen Kelly?
Kevin: Well... if you don't like Kathleen Kelly, I can tell you right now... you're not going to like this girl.
Joe Fox: Why?
Kevin: Because it *is* Kathleen Kelly.
Joe Fox: I brought you flowers.
Kathleen Kelly: Oughhh... thank you.
[last lines]
Joe Fox: Don't cry, Shopgirl. Don't cry.
Kathleen Kelly: I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.
Kevin: I always take a relationship to the next level. If that works out, I take it to the next level after that, until I finally reach that level when it becomes absolutely necessary for me to leave.
Kathleen Kelly: [in an email to Joe Fox] The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings.
Kathleen Kelly: Why did you stop by again?
Joe Fox: I wanted to be your friend.
Kathleen Kelly: Oh.
Shopper: We should bomb Fox Books.
Kathleen Kelly: I have something to tell you, Frank. I didn't vote.
Frank Navasky: What?
Kathleen Kelly: In the last mayoral election, when Rudy Giuliani was running against Ruth Messenger, I went to get a manicure and forgot to vote.
Frank Navasky: Since when do you get manicures?
Kathleen Kelly: Oh, I suppose you could never be with a woman who got manicures...
Frank Navasky: Never mind. It's okay. I forgive you. [pause]
Kathleen Kelly: You *forgive* me? [Kathleen gets up and leaves]
Joe Fox: [holding a drink] I better go deliver this. I have a very thirsty date. She's part camel.