Crimes of the Heart (1986)

Diane Keaton: Lenny Magrath

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• Chick Boyle : Lenny! Yoo hoo, Lenny! Well this is just too awful. How I'm gonna continue to hold my head high in this community, I do not know. Did you get those pantyhose I asked you to?

  Lenny Magrath : They're in the sack.

  Chick Boyle : Now daddy has called twice already. He says we gotta get ourselves to town to help out with this thing with Babe before they change their simple minds.

  Lenny Magrath : I was sorta hopin' that Meg would call. I sent her a telegram about Babe.

  Chick Boyle : A telegram? Couldn't you just phone her up or something?

  Lenny Magrath : No, I couldn't because her phone was out of order.

  Chick Boyle : Out of order?

  Lenny Magrath : That's right. It was disconnected. I don't know...

  Chick Boyle : Now that sounds just like Meg. What all did you say to her in this telegram?

  Lenny Magrath : Well, I just told her to come on home.

  Chick Boyle : To come on home? Lenny, have you lost your only mind or what? Babe is gonna be incurring mighty negative publicity in this town and Meg's appearance isn't gonna help things out one bit.

  [indicating the pantyhose] 

  Chick Boyle : These are awful snug. Did you get my right size?

  Lenny Magrath : [looking at the package]  Well let's see, I think they're... size extra petite.

  Chick Boyle : Well they are scrimping on the nylon material. Anyway, Meg is known all over Copiah County as cheap Christmas trash. Why the whole town knows about her sordid dealings with Doc Porter and leaving him a cripple.

  Lenny Magrath : A cripple? He's got a limp, he barely has a limp!

• [first lines] 

  Lucille Botrelle : The damage to the spinal column's not yet been determined. But his breathing's stabilized and his liver's been saved.

  Lenny Magrath : Oh, well, that's good news.

  Lucille Botrelle : None of this is good news, Lenny Magrath! It's all a grueling nightmare and you mark my word those responsible will pay dearly!

• Meg Magrath : So how are things with you Babe?

  Chick Boyle : Well, things are dismal if you want my opinion. She's refusing to cooperate with her lawyer, that nice looking young Lloyd boy, and she won't tell any of us why she's committed this heinous crime.

  Babe Magrath : Oh look! Lenny brought my saxophone from home and my suitcase. Thank you.

  Lenny Magrath : You're welcome.

  Babe Magrath : Meg, look at my saxophone. Went to Jackson and bought it used. It's so heavy.

  Chick Boyle : Now listen Rebecca, that lawyer wants some concrete answers. No more stubbornness or they're gonna put you in jail and throw away the key. Isn't that right daddy? Won't they just put her in jail and throw away the key?

  Uncle Watson : Well honey, umm, I don't know about that.

  Chick Boyle : Well they will, and they'll leave you there to rot!

• Chick Boyle : So Rebecca, what are you going to tell Mr. Lloyd about shooting Zackery, uh, what are your reasons gonna be?

  Babe Magrath : That I didn't like his looks. That I didn't like his stinkin' looks! I don't like yours either Chickie stick. So leave me alone and I mean it. Just leave me alone!

  Chick Boyle : Uh! Well! I was just trying to warn her that she is gonna have to help herself. She just doesn't seem to have any idea how serious this situation is, now does she? She doesn't have the vaguest idea.

  Lenny Magrath : Well it's true. She does seem... confused.

  Chick Boyle : That is putting it mildly Lenny honey. That is putting it mighty mild.

• Chick Boyle : So, cousin Margaret, how's your singing career goin'? We've been looking to see your picture in all those movie magazines.

  [Meg takes out a cigarette and lights it] 

  Chick Boyle : Oh, you shouldn't smoke. It causes cancer of the lungs. Each one of those little cigarettes is a stick of death.

  Meg Magrath : That's what I like about it Chick, taking a drag off death.

  [Meg takes a drag off of the cigarette] 

  Meg Magrath : What power! What exhilaration! Here, you want a drag?

  [Meg offers Chick the cigarette] 

  Lenny Magrath : Did ya'll hear that Zackery's liver's been saved? His sister told me his liver's been saved. I think that's just the best news.

  Uncle Watson : Yes, that's fine news. That's mighty fine news. Did you hear all that news about the liver, little chicken?

  Chick Boyle : I heard it.

  Meg Magrath : Cluck.

  Chick Boyle : And don't call me chicken!

  Meg Magrath : Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.

  Chick Boyle : I have told you a hundred times if I've told you once, do not call me chicken! I'm not twelve years old anymore!

  Meg Magrath : Cluck cluck, cluck cluck cluck.