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Saturday, 30 June 2012
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Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Bon Voyage: Nora Ephron (1941-2012)
Rumours hit twitter during the last hour that Nora Ephron was dead. Then she wasn't dead and now it seems she is but who knows, that might still change. Either way the lady was/is a rare talent and her script for When Harry Met Sally (1989) is about as good as screen-writing get's.
Here's my favourite excerpt from the
When Harry Met Sally (1989) script written by the lady in limbo, Nora Ephron.
Sally: We
are just going to be friends, ok?
Harry: Great!
Friends! It's the best thing.
(On the road once
more)
Harry: You
realise of course that we can never be friends.
Sally: Why
not?
Harry: What
I'm saying is... and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or
form, is that men
and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets
in the way.
Sally: That's
not true, I have a number of men friends and there's is no sex
involved.
Harry: No
you don't.
Sally: Yes
I do.
Harry: No
you don't.
Sally: Yes
I do.
Harry: You
only think you do.
Sally: You're
saying I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry: No,
what I'm saying is they all want to have sex with you.
Sally: They
do not.
Harry: Do
too.
Sally: They
do not.
Harry: Do
too.
Sally: How
do you know?
Harry: Because
no man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive, he
always wants to
have sex with her.
Sally: So
you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds
unattractive.
Harry: Nuh,
you pretty much wanna nail'em too.
Sally: What
if they don't want to have sex with you?
Harry: Doesn't
matter, because the sex thing is already out there so the
friendship is
ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally: Well
I guess we're not going to be friends then.
Harry: Guess
not.
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