Clare Quotes in Brother Sun, Sister Moon (1972)

Clare: Do you remember me? I'm Clare... People say you are mad, do you know that? When you went off to war they said you were fine, intelligent - and now you are mad, because... because you sing like the birds, you chase after butterflies and... you look at flowers. I think you were mad before, not now.

Rosie Dunne: [Rosie hears Alex and Bethany having sex] Oh my god! Is... is that...

Clare: Bethany

Rosie Dunne: So, when you said he was...

Clare: tied up...

Rosie Dunne: you actually meant...

Clare: tied up.

Rosie Dunne: Um, I should go.

Clare: Any second now.

Bethany: [And Clare mocking her] Oh Alex, where did you learn to do that?

[Rosie pukes in Bethany's handbag]

Beano: [Playing a game to name bands with parts of the body as part of their name] Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show!

Clare: Objection, your honor!

Hughie: Objection sustained.

Beano: Well, some people 'ave hooks instead of hands.

Les: Yeah, but it's not part of the body; it's not... anotomical.

Beano: It is if you haven't got a fuckin' hand!

Ray Simms: The tragedy of people like me is our lives peaked too early.

Clare: Tragedy? Famine's a tragedy. Or knocking down a rain forest. Anyway, some people's lives never peak, ever. Think about it.

Clare: He'll manage to get another gun in San Cristobal.

Russ: Who's going to wheel him to the store to buy it?

Davey Diamond: You said you'd let me take some pictures, come on.

Clare: I mean, this has nothing to do with real estate.

Jonathan Glover: Hey. I'm sorry about... well, all this. I knew I'd see you both again. I just imagined... well, different circumstances.

Clare: It's OK.

Bobby Morrow: It's OK.

[to Clare]

Bobby Morrow: Ned, man. He was a trip. He was like my father, too. You would've loved him.

Jonathan Glover: Bobby, if you want my family so badly, I hereby bequeath them to you. No, better yet, I hereby bequeath you my whole, entire life. I hereby dub you Jonathan Glover. Tomorrow, when they cremate my father's body, you can be the son and I'll be the best friend. You can come back from the service, and you can console my mother!

Clare: Jonathan, stop it.

Jonathan Glover: You're better at it than I am! You're better qualified, so go! Go at it. Be their son, with my blessing!

Clare: Listen to me, you little shit! All he's ever done is worship you. And all you've ever done is walk out on him. Don't you dare speak to him like that, you hear me?

Jonathan Glover: You don't know what you're talking about. You don't know the first thing about worship.

Clare: Do you know - do you have any idea how much - how much I wanted you? How much I loved YOU, you asshole. And then - what an idiot I am. How pathetic is that? Me in love with you. And then Bobby comes along, and I fell in love with this one, and I think that we... that the three of us, maybe we could... Fuck it. Just leave me alone and go back in the house and have a drink.

[Walks away]

Jonathan Glover: [Following, along with Bobby] Clare! Clare.

Clare: How could you just leave without saying anything!

Jonathan Glover: I couldn't be the uncle anymore! Give me a break, OK?

Bobby Morrow: Clare, hey.

Clare: Don't call me that!

Bobby Morrow: Don't call you what? Your name?

Clare: [Crying] What'd you think I would do without you, Jonathan? What were you thinking?

Bobby Morrow: Clare, come on.

Clare: [stops walking] I'm pregnant, you fuckers!

Clare: What? Are you sure?

Clare: I'm completely sure.

Jonathan Glover: [Smiling] You wanted this. Didn't you?

Bobby Morrow: [Happy] Clare. Oh, man.

Clare: You think?

Bobby Morrow: Yes!

Jonathan Glover: Yes!

[They all laugh, cry, and hug]

Clare: Is there anything you couldn't do?

Bobby Morrow: I couldn't be alone.

Clare: [on Bobby, when meeting him for the first time] Where'd you find him, anyway?

Jonathan Glover: He found me.

Bobby Morrow: You were married?

Clare: Years ago. He was a sadistic drug addict, and I was, well, a masochistic aspiring drug addict. It made sense at the time.

Clare: You are the gayest living human being ever!

Jonathan Glover: Somebody's got to be gay around here.

Clare: You're home early.

Jonathan Glover: Yeah, I was having a little less than maximum fun.

Clare: Jonathan, blue is your friend. See, blue is the color of sky and water.

Jonathan Glover: White goes with everything.

Clare: Yes, well, honey, it's a house, not an outfit.

David Poe: Turn the camera off.

Clare: What? What happened, why...

David Poe: He's throwing rocks at me.

[last lines]

Clare: I just gotta find someplace to give my boy a chance, Mrs. Ferguson. That's all he really needs, just a chance. And from reading what you all wrote, well, I got to wishing maybe your town would be that place.

Clare: [about the obscene phone call] Could that really be just one person?

Barb: No, Clare, it's the Mormon Tabernacle Choir making their annual obscene phone call.

[after the mysterious caller hangs up]

Clare: I really don't think you should provoke somebody like that, Barb.

Barb: Oh listen, this guy is minor league. In the city, I get two of those a day.

Clare: Well, maybe. But you know that town girl was raped a couple of weeks ago.

Barb: Darling, you can't rape a townie.