Words of wisdom from films?

that was my other one. You guys are on the ball

 

"My advice to you is to start drinking heavily."
--Animal House (written by Harold Ramis, Doug Kenney, and Chris Miller)

 

"Remember... no matter where you go,
there you are."
----The Adventures Of Buckaroo Banzai

 

"Nobody's perfect"-Joe E. Brown (Some Like It Hot).

 

"Go that way, really fast. If something gets in your way, turn." - Better Off Dead

 

How much of that was from Faulkner?

 

"Everything is for sale..." from the terribly boring movie, Song to Song

 

"Most everyone's mad here." - The Cheshire Cat (Alice in Wonderland)

 

Don't know. IMDB credits three screenwriters. I never read the Faulkner story itself.

 

Most of that was from Faulkner. Great scene. Will Geer is perfect as the patriarchal grandfather. The grandson is terrified at having to confess to his grandfather some of the escapades he has been involved in. Here's the original from Faulkner:

Then Father was gone, the door closed again. Grandfather sat in the rocking chair: not fat, but with just the right amount of paunch to fill the white waistcoat and make the heavy gold watch chain hang right.
"I lied," I said.
"Come here," he said.
"I cant," I said. "I lied, I tell you."
"I know it," he said.
"Then do something about it. Do anything, just so it's something."
"I cant," he said.
"There aint anything to do? Not anything?"
"I didn't say that," Grandfather said. "I said I couldn't. You can."
"What?" I said. "How can I forget it? Tell me how to."
"You cant," he said. "Nothing is ever forgotten. Nothing is ever lost. It's too valuable."
"Then what can I do?"
"Live with it," Grandfather said.
"Live with it? You mean, forever? For the rest of my life? Not ever to get rid of it? Never? I cant. Dont you see I cant?"
"Yes you can," he said. "You will. A gentleman always does. A gentleman can live through anything. He faces anything. A gentleman accepts the responsibility of his actions and bears the burden of their consequences, even when he did not himself instigate them but only acquiesced to them, didn't say No though he knew he should. Come here." Then I was crying hard, bawling, standing (no: kneeling; I was that tall now) between his knees, one of his hands at the small of my back, the other at the back of my head holding my face down against his stiff collar and shirt and I could smell him--the starch and shaving lotion and chewing tobacco and benzine where Grandmother or Delphine had cleaned a spot from his coat, and always a faint smell of whiskey which I always believed was from the first toddy which he took in bed in the morning before he got up. When I slept with him, the first thing in the morning would be Ned (he had no white coat; sometimes he didn't have on any coat or even a shirt, and even after Grandfather sent the horses to stay at the livery stable. Ned still managed to smell like them) with the tray bearing the decanter and water jug and sugar bowl and spoon and tumbler, and Grandfather would sit up in bed and made the toddy and drink it, then put a little sugar into the heel-tap and stir it and add a little water and give it to me until Grandmother came suddenly in one morning and put a stop to it. "There," he said at last. "That should have emptied the cistern. Now go wash your face. A gentleman cries too, but he always washes his face."

 

Thanks for posting the Faulkner original!

(Noticed the reference to Delphine. Was that a maid? That was my sister's name. Odd that her name appears in one of my favorite scenes about growing up and never forgetting! I think I will remember that!)

 

Coffee is for closers!

A-B-C: Always Be Closing!

 

"If the earth was made of gold men would die for a handful of dirt"

'Garden of Evil'