Dialogue – Draft

This is a FICTIONAL DIALOGUE with a few REAL QUOTES from people.

GORNICK: “More often than not an afternoon on the West Side feels positively romantic.” (9)

CAPONE: “I don’t even know what street Canada is on”.

ANNA: It’s not up here, I’ll tell you that much. Have you been before?

CAPONE: -chuckles- No one else could figure out what I was doing there, either.

ANNA: Colson’s been here for a while, too, haven’t you?

WHITEHEAD: “I’m here because I was born here and thus ruined for anywhere else” (1).

CAPONE: Don’t I know it. “My rackets are run on strictly American lines and they’re going to stay that way.”

WHITEHEAD: “You are a New Yorker” (1).

CAPONE: I travel around a bit.

GORNICK: “What a fool you are to glamorize life in the city” (6).

ANNA: Oh, not this again.

GORNICK: “New York loneliness [is] hot with shame, a loneliness that tells you you’re a fool and a loser” (6).

CAPONE: Vivi, you always do this.

GORNICK: “[It’s] the glamour of uncertainaty” (2).

CAPONE: -to Whitehead- Every time we go out.

ANNA: Come on, we went out on a walk up here because the last time we went out, you didn’t like the bar we were at.

CAPONE: “Prohibition has made nothing but trouble.”

ANNA: -exasperated- That’s why it’s over, Al. Vivian, aren’t you having fun?

GORNICK: -perking up a little- “I feel myself emboldened in the embrace of the crowded street” (5).

WHITEHEAD: -pointing up to a building- “That used to be a Munsey’s” (3).

ANNA: Really?

WHITEHEAD: -morosely- “We can never make proper goodbyes” (3).

VIVIAN: -walks ahead of the group, getting excited- “Nothing heals me of a sore and angry heart like a walk through the city I often feel denying me” (5)

CAPONE: “I deny absolutely…that I am responsible.”

ANNA: Not that kind of denying. Colson, thank you for coming with Vivian.

WHITEHEAD: -laughing- “We’re probably neighbors” (6).

ANNA: I mean it’s a simple matter of a zip code –

WHITEHEAD: -suddenly argumentative- “The New York City you live in is not my New York City; how could it be?” (3)

ANNA: -to Al, muttering- Why does this always happen when we hang out?

CAPONE: “Now I know why tigers eat their young.”

GORNICK: “I live here because I feel uncomfortable elsewhere….I’m not the right person for this life” (4,7)

ANNA: If this is how it’s going to be, when this is over I don’t want to hang out anymore.

WHITEHEAD: -innocently- “New York will go on” (6).

GORNICK: “The city is deranged!”

CAPONE: “You can get much farther with a kind word and a gun than you can with a kind word alone.”

ANNA: That’s not even what this is about, Al!

GORNICK: -stops walking, looking more defeated than angry- “Never am I less alone than in the crowded street” (4)

WHITEHEAD: -taking her hand- “The city knows you better than any living person…because it has seen you all alone” (5).

GORNICK: -smiling at him- “I am amazed by [your] eloquence” (10).

WHITEHEAD: -kissing her cheek- “We will go” (6).

ANNA: -to CAPONE- Did you ever have lover’s quarrels?

CAPONE: I told you, I go far with kind words.

GORNICK: “The pavements of New York are filled with people escaping the prison sentence of personal history into the promise of an open destiny” (7).

ANNA: Can we go to dinner now?

WHITEHEAD: “That kinda shady Chinese restaurant?” (5)

CAPONE: I like that shrimp.

WHITEHEAD: “Lake Tung Ting shrimp” (5).

GORNICK: “Sounds…alluring” (2).

ANNA: Good. Let’s go.

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