- On the one hand, it is very difficult for a man... to even speak to someone who looks like you. But on the other hand, should that be your problem?
- So life's kind of hard all around.
- Not if you pay attention. You're sending all the right signals: no earrings, heels under two inches,your hair is pulled back... wearing reading glasses with no book, drinking a Grey Goose martini... which means you had a hell of a week and a beer just wouldn't do it.
If that wasn't clear enough... there's always the "fuck off" that you have stamped on your forehead.
Who'd believe there's a man out there that can sit by a woman he doesn't know... and genuinely be interested in who she is, what she does, without his own agenda?
- I wouldn't even know what that would look like. So what would a guy like that say?
- He'd say, "My name is Alex Hitchens and I'm a consultant." But she wouldn't be interested in that... because she'd be counting the seconds until he left.
- Thinking he was like every other guy.
- Which, life experience has taught her, is a virtual certainty. But then he'd ask her name and what she did for a living... and she might blow him off. Or she might say...
- I'm Sara Melas. I run the gossip column at the Standard. And then he'd ask all these penetrating questions about her... because he was sincerely, if atypically, interested.
- No.
- No?
- He'd be interested. But he'd see that there was no way...he could possibly make her realize that he was for real.
- Well, he could be funny and charming and refreshingly original.
- Wouldn't help.
- Don't you hate it when that happens?
- Not really. They'd both probably go on to lead the lives they were headed toward. My guess is they'd do just fine. It's a pleasure to have met you, Sara Melas.
"Hitch" [2005]
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