You've Got Mail (1998)

Greg Kinnear: Frank Navasky

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Quotes 

• Kathleen Kelly : You don't love me.

  [Frank shakes his head "no"] 

  Kathleen Kelly : Me, either.

  Frank : You don't love me?

  [they both laugh] 

  Frank : But we're so right for each other!

  Kathleen Kelly : I know! I know. Well, is there someone else? Oh! That woman on television, Sydney Ann.

  Frank : [sheepish]  Uh... I mean, nothing has happened or anything, but...

  Kathleen Kelly : Ooh, Frank. Is she a Republican?

  Frank : I... can't help myself.

  [they laugh again] 

  Frank : What about you? Is there someone else?

  Kathleen Kelly : No. No, but... but there is the dream of someone else.

• Frank Navasky : [about Birdie]  She fell in love with Generalissimo Franco!

  Kathleen Kelly : No, don't say that. Really. We don't know that for sure.

  Frank Navasky : Well, who else could it have been? It was probably around 1960.

  Kathleen Kelly : Do you want some popcorn?

  Frank Navasky : I can't believe this! 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!

• Frank : [to TV interviewer]  Thank you're.

• Person in Theatre : Do you mind?

  Frank Navasky : A HOTDOG is singing. You need quiet while a hotdog is singing?

• Frank Navasky : Name me one thing, *one*, that we've gained from technology.

  Kathleen Kelly : Electricity.

  Frank Navasky : That's one.

  [points to Kathleen's computer] 

  Frank Navasky : You think this machine is your friend, but it's not.

• 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 something: really, how do you sleep at night?

  Patricia Eden : [walking up]  Ah, I use a wonderful over-the-counter drug, Ultradorm. Don't take the whole thing, just half, and you will wake up without even the tiniest hangover.

• 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.

  Kathleen Kelly : [stares]  You *forgive* me?

  [Kathleen gets up and leaves] 

• Frank Navasky : Kathleen, you are a lone reed. You are a lone...

  [sits down at his typewriter] 

  Frank Navasky : [typing]  "... reed, standing tall, waving boldly in the corrupt sands of commerce."

  [pulls the page out and hands it to Kathleen] 

  Kathleen Kelly : I am a lone reed.

  Frank Navasky : Lone reed.

• Kathleen Kelly : I've been thinking. Frank?

  Frank : What?

  Kathleen Kelly : I've decided to go to the mattresses. Do you think it would be a gigantic conflict of interest if you wrote something about the store?

  Frank : Yes.

  Kathleen Kelly : Yes?

  Frank : [after thinking for a while]  No.

  Kathleen Kelly : So you'll do it?

  Frank : Yes. Yes.

  Kathleen Kelly : Do you know what it is to go to the mattresses?

  Frank : It's from the Godfather.