Beautiful Woman Quotes in Six: The Mark Unleashed (2004)

[first lines]

Brody Sutton: I still remember. Saturday morning cartoons, must-see-tv, news, fair and balanced. I also remember the first two Gulf wars, the second great depression, school shootings, and the music. It's the music I miss the most. There was freedom then. Freedom to do terrible things, but freedom all the same.

Beautiful Woman: You will find that such primitive emotions and ideas as jealously, rage, sexual possessiveness, and monogamy have been eliminated. Your new implant has made you part of a collective whole known as the Community. In the Community you are truly free to move among partners, male or female, as you choose. Your pleasure will be your guide.

Brody Sutton: I had a girlfriend once. We were going to get married. I remember being excited about that. She was killed in the first "purge" of the Leader. Rumor has it that 80 million people died in one day. One day. And that was just in North America. The death toll in third world countries was reported to be much higher. Not that you could confirm such rumors.

Beautiful Woman: The most significant health aspect of the implant regards aging. Each one of you can reasonably expect to live far longer than 200 years of productive life for the Community. As such is the case, the implant also functions as birth control. Only by the will of the Leader may you procreate. Praise to the Leader for the freedom he has given.

Brody Sutton: Praise to the Leader? 10 years ago I watched my mother die of cancer. She grabbed my hand in her last moments, wanting me to stare out the window. She was seeing something that I couldn't see. But as she passed her face was truly peaceful, even in the midst of all her pain.

Beautiful Woman: Those whose old jobs are no longer necessary will receive new assignment for the good of the Community. Information on how to do these new jobs will be downloaded into you through your implant.

Brody Sutton: I remember my job, before *he* came on the scene, before all of this. I was a designer, engineer, and for Chevrolet. I was part of the team that designed the engine for the last Corvette ever manufactured. That was only a few years ago. Before the whole world went insane.

Beautiful Woman: You're 40. God could reverse your age back 20 years and you'd still feel old.

Eldest Son: I am old.

Beautiful Woman: No, you're depressed. Being old has got nothing to do with it.

Eldest Son: I'll tell you the worst part about getting old.

Beautiful Woman: You said you weren't.

Eldest Son: The worst part is getting lectured by kids who think they know everything. It's getting lectured by kids who think all the shit they're going through right now will lead to good sometime later. That for everything you lose, you'll gain something. Well, you won't. I'm doing you a fuckin' favor. You want to hang out with an old guy like me so you can feel relaxed? Well, allow him to do you this favor to tell you that you will lose everything and gain nothing. Not a single fuckin' thing. Except the knowledge that you've lost everything and gain nothing.

Beautiful Woman: Nothing? You say you want to do me a favor but you give me nothing? How is that doing me a favor?

Eldest Son: By helping you lower your expectations. Lower your expectations... and the pain of realizing how empty life is might be a lesson learned.

Beautiful Woman: So, you want to ruin my happiness now so I can feel pain later? I'll take my happiness. I'll take my pain. The only thing I don't want is your goddamn favors! You should feel guilty about hanging out with younger girls like me. Although if I were you, I'd feel guilty about hanging out with the older ones because I imagine they have enough shit to deal with without being invaded by your misanthropic bullshit about nothing! I would feel guilty about hanging out with my friends if I were you! I would go into a room and crawl into a closet and lock the door!

Eldest Son: What are you doing? Where are you going?

Beautiful Woman: I'm leaving. Goodbye.

Eldest Son: No, don't. Please, don't leave. I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman: For what?

Eldest Son: It... just... I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman: No, you're not.

Eldest Son: What the hell is that supposed to mean? I'm telling you I'm sorry, and you're telling me that I'm not for nothing will change that. I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman: No. You can say whatever you want to say, and you cannot take it back. You're not sorry. From that impassive tone of voice and those empty eyes, you're not sorry.

Eldest Son: Please don't go. You're hurt about what I said. I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman: No... you're not.

Eldest Son: It's not like I did something terrible to you.

Beautiful Woman: [walks out] I thought you were the one handing out favors.