Harry | Sally

Billy Crystal hat heute Geburtstag und wird 64. Er darf daher anfangen (alle hier zitierten Dialoge wurden der fabelhaften IMDb entnommen.):

Harry: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally: Why not?
Harry: What I’m saying is – and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form – is that men and women can’t be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally: That’s not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.
Harry: No you don’t.
Sally: Yes I do.
Harry: No you don’t.
Sally: Yes I do.
Harry: You only think you do.
Sally: You say I’m having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry: No, what I’m saying is they all WANT to have sex with you.
Sally: They do not.
Harry: Do too.
Sally: They do not.
Harry: Do too.
Sally: How do you know?
Harry: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.
Sally: So, you’re saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive?
Harry: No. You pretty much want to nail ‘em too.
Sally: What if THEY don’t want to have sex with YOU?
Harry: Doesn’t matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally: Well, I guess we’re not going to be friends then.
Harry: I guess not.
Sally: That’s too bad. You were the only person I knew in New York.

Jetzt Sally:

Sally: Well, basically it’s the same dream I’ve been having since I was twelve.
Harry: Which is?
Sally: Okay, there’s this guy…
Harry: What does he look like?
Sally: I don’t know, he’s just sort of faceless.
Harry: Faceless guy, okay.
Sally: He RIPS off my clothes.
[pause]
Harry: And?
Sally: That’s it.
Harry: That’s it? Some faceless guy rips off all your clothes, and THAT’S the sex fantasy you’ve been having since you were twelve?
Sally: Well sometimes I vary it a little.
Harry: Which part?
Sally: What I’m wearing.

Wie gesagt, Billy Crystal hat Geburtstag.

[Direktsalat]

Darum kriegt er auch das Schlusswort:

Harry: There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance.
Sally: Which one am I?
Harry: You’re the worst kind; you’re high maintenance but you think you’re low maintenance.
Sally: I don’t see that.
Harry: You don’t see that? Waiter, I’ll begin with a house salad, but I don’t want the regular dressing. I’ll have the balsamic vinegar and oil, but on the side. And then the salmon with the mustard sauce, but I want the mustard sauce on the side. “On the side” is a very big thing for you.
Sally: Well, I just want it the way I want it.
Harry: I know; high maintenance.

Leute, denen dieses WIDL gefallen hat, schauten auch hier vorbei:
Harold | Maude – “I haven’t lived. I’ve died a few times.”
Scarlett O’Hara | Rhett Butler – “Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn.”

Tags: Billy Crystal, Film, Harry, Harry und Sally, Meg Ryan, Rob Reiner, Sally

2 Kommentare to Harry | Sally

1. 

   Ich bin sogar der Meinung, Männer und Frauen können keinen Sex haben.
sagte juf am März 14th, 2011
2. 

   Dann möchte ich genau die gleichen Medikamente wie du.
sagte uli am März 15th, 2011

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