There's nothing wrong with me, I mean, I don't like boys.
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Robert Benton
Robert Douglas Benton (born September 29, 1932) is an American screenwriter and film director. He won the Academy Awards for Best Adapted Screenplay and Best Director for Kramer vs. Kramer (1979) and won a third Oscar for Best Original Screenplay for Places in the Heart (1984). Benton also garnered three additional Oscar nominations: two for Best Original Screenplay for both Bonnie and Clyde (1967) and The Late Show (1977) and one for Best Adapted Screenplay for Nobody's Fool (1994). He has also directed Twilight (1998) and Feast of Love (2007) and co-wrote the screenplays for Superman (1978) and The Ice Harvest (2005). 2Life and career Benton was born in Waxahachie, Texas, the son of Dorothy (née Spaulding) and Ellery Douglass Benton, a telephone company employee. He attended the University of Texas and Columbia University. Benton has won numerous awards for both writing and directing in film. In 1959, he co-wrote the book The IN and OUT Book with Harvey Schmidt, published by The Viking Press. He was the art director at Esquire] in the early 1960
You try to get something to eat around here and some son of a bitch comes up to you with a meat cleaver.
[Bonnie can't stop laughing after Clyde held up a failed bank and left empty-handed] We got a dollar ninety-eight, and you're laughing!
Hell, you might just be the best damn girl in Texas.
Clyde Barrow: Alright. Alright. If all you want's a stud service, you get on back to West Dallas and you stay there the rest of your life. You're worth more than that. A lot more than that. You know it and that's why you come along with me. You could find a lover boy on every damn corner in town. It…
I don't think he's lost. I think the bank's been offerin' extra reward money for us. I think Frank just figured on some easy pickins, didn't ya Frank? You're no Texas Ranger. You're hardly doin' your job. You ought to be home protectin' the rights of poor folk, not out chasin' after us!
[after Clyde shows off his marksmanship with a handgun] Bonnie Parker: You're good! Clyde Barrow: I ain't good. I'm the best! Bonnie Parker: And modest!
Bonnie's Mother: You know Clyde, I read about you all in the papers, and I just get scared. Clyde Barrow: Now Ms. Parker, don't you believe what you read in all them newspapers. That's the law talkin' there. They want us to look big so they gonna look big when they catch us. And they ain't gonna…
[to Clyde] You're just like your brother. Ignorant, uneducated hillbilly, except the only special thing about you is your peculiar ideas about love-making, which is no love-making at all.
Bonnie Parker: Mama's an old woman now. I don't have no mama. No family either. Clyde Barrow: Hey, I'm your family. Bonnie Parker: You know what, when we started out, I thought we was really goin' somewhere. This is it. We're just goin', huh? Clyde Barrow: I love you.
Bonnie Parker: What would you do if some miracle happened and we could walk out of here tomorrow morning and start all over again clean? No record and nobody after us, huh? Clyde Barrow: Well, uh, I guess I'd do it all different. First off, I wouldn't live in the same state where we pull our jobs.…
Bonnie Parker: You're a smart fella. You sure do know a lot about automobiles, don't you? C.W. Moss: Yes, I guess I do. Bonnie Parker: Well, um, would you know what kind of car this is? C.W. Moss: This is a 4-cylinder Ford Coupe. Bonnie Parker: No. C.W. Moss: Sure it is. Bonnie Parker: No, this is a…
You know what you done there? You told my story, you told my whole story right there, right there. One time, I told you I was gonna make you somebody. That's what you done for me. You made me somebody they're gonna remember.
Hey, you wanna hear a story 'bout this boy? He owned a dairy farm, see. And his ol' Ma, she was kinda sick, you know. And the doctor, he had called him come over, and said, uh, 'Uhh listen, your Ma, she's lyin' there, she's just so sick and she's weakly, and uh, uh I want ya to try to persuade her…
This here's Miss Bonnie Parker. I'm Clyde Barrow. We rob banks.
[reading her poem] You've heard the story of Jesse James / Of how he lived and died / If you're still in need / Of something to read / Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde. / Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang / I'm sure you all have read / How they rob and steal / And those who squeal / Are…