quinta-feira, 25 de junho de 2009

frankie & johnny



Frankie: Why do you want to kill yourself sometimes?
Johnny: I want to kill myself sometimes when I think that I'm the only person in the world and that part of me that feels that way is trapped inside this body, that only bumps into other bodies, without ever connecting to the only other person in the world trapped inside of them. We have to connect. We just have to.

(...)
Johnny: You don't have to be afraid anymore.
Frankie: I am. I'm afraid. I'm afraid to be alone, I'm afraid not to be alone. I'm afraid of what I am, what I'm not, what I might become, what I might never become. I don't want to stay at my job for the rest of my life but I'm afraid to leave. And I'm just tired, you know, I'm just so tired of being afraid.

(...)
Johnny: It makes it easier for you to run away:
"You don't know me."
I don't know you? I know you.
What do you want, Frankie?
What do you want?
What do you want from a guy?

Frankie: I want a guy who will love me no matter what.

Johnny: You got him. Here. Me.

Frankie: This is worse than Looking For Mr Goodbar.
I am trying to improve my life and I'm running out of time...
Find someone elsewho is double-parked like you.

Johnny: It could happen. I could meet somebody tomorrow.
Frankie: Don't let me stop you.

Johnny: You're not stopping me, I'm stopping me. I love you.
But I'm so scared. So scared you are gonna retreat back.

1 comentário:

Lisboa na ponta dos dedos disse...

olá poeta,

antes de partir dez dias sozinha para terras romanas, não queria deixar de partilhar dois momentos que vale a pena viver em Lisboa.

o primeiro: os toldos e poemas do jardim da Gulbenkian. escolhe um dia de calor. mais aqui: http://lisboanapontadosdedos.blogspot.com/2009/06/descobrir-l-ao-longo-da-muralha.html

o segundo: conhecer a poderosa livraia Poesia Incompleta no Principe Real. mais aqui:http://www.poesia-incompleta.blogspot.com/

por último obrigada pela partilha e lembrança deste filme que tanto constrasta com a geração inconsequente e virtual que hoje habitamos.