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Tony: They say, if an Irishman dies while he’s telling a story, you can rest assured, he’ll be back.
Anthony: Where do we go when we die? The sky?
Rosemary: The ground.
Anthony: Then what’s the sky for?
Rosemary: It’s for now. The sky is for now.
Tony: Anthony will never marry.
Rosemary: Oh, he will.
Tony: Wake up! Look to yourself.
Rosemary: If it comes to that, I’ll freeze my eggs!
Tony: You’ll what?
Rosemary: I’ll freeze my eggs. If he’s slow, I’ll wait.
Tony: You should freeze your whole body if you’re waiting for that one!
Rosemary: I believe he will come to me.
Anthony: Feelings are useless.
Rosemary: I think it’s worse in a man. I can’t stand a man with feelings.
Anthony: A man with feelings should be put down!
Rosemary: It’s good that you’re tall. Men are beasts. They need that height to balance the truth and the goodness of women.
Anthony: There’s no answer to blather like that.
Rosemary: Hope, it’s a force… and women are the salvation of the world.