Six Degrees of Separation (1993)
Stockard Channing: Ouisa
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Quotes
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Ouisa Kittredge : I read somewhere that everybody on this planet is separated by only six other people. Six degrees of separation between us and everyone else on this planet. The President of the United States, a gondolier in Venice, just fill in the names. I find it extremely comforting that we're so close. I also find it like Chinese water torture, that we're so close because you have to find the right six people to make the right connection... I am bound, you are bound, to everyone on this planet by a trail of six people.
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Ouisa : And we turn him into an anecdote, with no teeth, and a punchline you'll tell for years to come: "Oh, that reminds me of the time the imposter came into our house." "Oh! Tell the one about that boy." And we become these human jukeboxes spitting out these anecdotes to dine out on like we're doing right now. Well I will not turn him into an anecdote, it was an experience. How do we hold onto the experience?
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Ouisa Kittredge : Chaos, control. Chaos, control. You like, you like?
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Ben : He promised you parts in "Cats"?
Ouisa Kittredge : It wasn't just that. It was fun!
Tess : You went to "Cats". You said it was an all-time low in a lifetime of theatre going.
Ouisa Kittredge : Film is a different medium.
Ben : You said, "Aeschylus did not invent theatre to have it end up a bunch of chorus kids wondering which one of them will go to kitty-cat heaven."
Ouisa Kittredge : I don't remember saying that.
Flan Kittredge : I think that was "Starlight Express".
Tess : Well, maybe they'll make a movie of "Starlight Express" and you can all be on roller skates!
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Ouisa Kittredge : There is so much you don't know. You are so smart and so stupid.
Paul : I'll be treated with care if you take me to the police. If they don't know you're special, they kill you.
Ouisa Kittredge : Oh, I don't think they kill you.
Paul : Mrs. Louisa Kittredge, I am black.
Ouisa Kittredge : I will deliver you to them with kindness and affection.
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Flan Kittredge : Having a rich friend is like drowning and your friend makes lifeboats.
Ouisa : Only your friend gets very touchy if you say one word: lifeboat.
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Ouisa : I am a collage of unaccounted for brush strokes. I am all random.
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Ouisa Kittredge : Don't think about elephants.
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Flan Kittredge : Why do you stay in South Africa?
Geoffrey : One has to stay there. To educate the black workers. And we'll know we've been successful when they kill us.
Ouisa Kittredge : Oh, goodness.
Flan Kittredge : Planning the revolution that will destroy you.
Ouisa Kittredge : Putting your life on the line.
Geoffrey : We don't think of it like that. I wish you'd come and visit.
Ouisa Kittredge : Oh, would we visit you and sit in your gorgeous house, planning visits to the townships, demanding to see the poorest of the poor? "Oh, are you sure they're the worst off? I mean, we've come all this way. I mean, we don't want to see people just mildly victimized by apartheid. We demand shock." You know it doesn't seem right, sitting on the East Side, talking about revolution.
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[first lines]
Flan : My God!
Ouisa : Is anything gone?
Flan : How can I look, I'm shaking!
Ouisa : I want to know if anything's gone!
Flan : Calm down.
Ouisa : We could have been killed! Oh, my God! The Kandinsky!
Flan : The Kandinsky!
Ouisa : It's gone, oh my God! Call the police!
Flan : Oh, no, there it is. Oh! The silver Victorian inkwell!
Ouisa : How can you think of that thing?
Flan : Here's the inkwell.
Ouisa : We could have been murdered!
Flan : A silver Jaguar. Why?
Ouisa : Slashed. Throat slashed.
Flan : There's the Degas.
Ouisa : To go to bed at night happy and then murdered. Would we have woken up?
Flan : We're alive.
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Flan : What kind of behavior is this?
Ouisa : Tell me Flan, how much of your life can you account for?
Flan : Are you drunk? What's the matter with you? Don't you realize how important she is? What are you unhappy about? The Cezanne sale went through, the Matisse went through, we're rich! Rich enough. Next month there's a Bonnard.
Ouisa : These are the times I could take a knife and dig out your heart! Answer me! How much of your life...
Flan : -my life can I account for? All of it!
[pause]
Flan : I am a gambler.
Ouisa : We're a terrible match.
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Paul : Did you see Donald Barthelme's obituary? He said that collage was the art form of the 20th century.
Ouisa Kittredge : Everything is somebody else's.
Paul : Not your children. Not your life.
Ouisa Kittredge : No, you got me there. That is mine. That is nobody else's.
Paul : You don't sound happy.
Ouisa Kittredge : There is so much you don't know. You are so smart and so stupid.
