Richard Edson: Eddie

Stranger Than Paradise

Eddie

Eddie: You know, it's funny... you come to someplace new, an'... and everything looks just the same.
Willie: No kiddin', Eddie.

Eddie: You know, last year before I met your cousin, I never know you were from Hungary or Budapest or any of those places.
Willie: So what?
Eddie: I thought you were an American.
Willie: Hey, I'm as American as you are.
[Silence. They begin driving into Cleveland]
Eddie: Does Cleveland look a little like, uh, Budapest?
Willie: Eddie, shut up.

Eva: I'm going to Cleveland in about a week.
Eddie: Cleveland, beautiful city. It's got a big, beautiful lake. You will love it there.
Eva: Have you been there?
Eddie: No, no.

[last lines]
Eddie: [watches plane take off] Aw, Willie. I had a bad feeling. Damn. What the hell are you gonna do in Budapest?

Willie: How much money we got left?
Eddie: We got a lot.
Willie: Count it.
Eddie: Hey, Willie, why are you always telling me what to do?
Willie: Seems like if I don't tell you what to do, you don't do anything at all.

Willie: You ever been to Florida?
Eddie: Florida? Yeah, it's beautiful down there.
Willie: Uh-huh.
Eddie: You know, white beaches, and girls with bikinis...
Willie: Yeah.
Eddie: Cape Canaveral, Miami Beach...
Willie: Cape Canaveral! Miami Beach! That's right.
Eddie: They got pelicans down there, and flamingos... all those weird birds.
Willie: You been there?
Eddie: Nah, I never been there.
Willie: You're a jerk, Eddie. You know that?... Nah, come on. What do you say we go down to Florida?
Eddie: Yeah?

Willie: [In the car with Eddie: Willie hails a random stranger standing on the sidewalk] Excuse me... Sir? Sir!
Factory Worker: [annoyed] What do you want?
Willie: Could you come over here a minute?
Factory Worker: I'm just waiting for the bus.
Willie: I want to ask you directions.
Factory Worker: What?
Willie: Just come here, so I don't have to yell. Can you tell me which way is Cleveland?
Factory Worker: Give me a break, man. I'm just going to work.
Willie: Where do you work?
Factory Worker: In a factory.
Willie: [Turns to Eddie] Let's go.
Eddie: [they drive off] I don't know, Willie... Ah, the poor guy. God! You shouldn't have given him such a hard time. Can you imagine working in a factory?
Willie: No, I can't. Now I feel bad.
Eddie: Nah, don't feel bad.

Eddie: [watching TV at Aunt Lotte's] You know, now that we're in Cleveland, Willie, why don't we go see the Cavaliers?
Willie: Oh, they have a terrible team.
Eddie: Well, so what?
Willie: They're like 0 and 48 or something like that.
Eddie: Yeah; but, we're not doin' anything! Well, what do you want to do?
Willie: I don't know.

Eva: It was really nice of you guys to come all the way here to see me, you know.
Eddie: It was nice of you to be here!
Willie: Eddie. Oh, we just, you know, we thought we'd come out and see how you were doing.
Eva: It's kind of a drag here, really.

Eva: God, I'm so glad! Thank you guys for rescuing me. I can't believe we are going to Florida.
Eddie: Well, did you bring your little bikini along?
Eva: Sure! There are alligators in Florida, right?