You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing, and you're terrified somebody's going to stick you in a cage. Well, baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somaliland. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
George AxelrodMots clés holly-golightly free-spirit breakfast-at-tiffany-s caged-bird wild-thing
Richard: You really like it, don't you.
Gabrielle: What?
Richard: Life.
Gabrielle: Oh! Every morning when I wake up and I see there's a whole new other day, I just go absolutely ape!
Mots clés paris-when-it-sizzles-1964
In your defence, it's been a long day and you've had a lot to drink.
George AxelrodMots clés paris-when-it-sizzles-1964
I don't see how My Fair Lady and Frankenstein are the same. Oh, wait a minute. Yes I do.
George AxelrodMots clés paris-when-it-sizzles-1964
Gabrielle: When I was a little girl, on Sunday mornings, if I'd been good, I was allowed to feed the giraffes.
Richard: Giraffes! Don't tell me that you had giraffes too?
Gabrielle: You mean you...
Richard: But of course we did
Gabrielle: Oh what fun. Both of us having had giraffes as children.
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