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Synopsis: The concurrent sexual lives of best friends Jonathan and Sandy are presented, those lives which are affected by the sexual mores of the time and their own temperament, especially in relation to the respective women who end up in their lives. Their story begins in the late 1940s when they are roommates attending Amherst College together. Both virgins, they discuss the type of woman they would each like to end up with. Sandy, the more sensitive of the two, meets Susan at a mixer, she who he believes is going to be the one to who he will lose his virginity. Sandy goes through the process methodically, taking into account what he thinks Susan wants, but without much true passion or romance. Jonathan, the more sexually aggressive of the two, ends up losing his virginity first to "Myrtle", who ends up being a steady but hidden girlfriend. Based on what each knows of the other's relationship, both Jonathan and Sandy strive for a little more of what the other has. These relationships also set
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Mike Nichols
Production: Twentieth Century Fox Home Entertainment
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 2 wins & 4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.0
Rotten Tomatoes:
89%
R
Year:
1971
98 min
1,045 Views


Get her number

and f*** her.

( both laugh )

You bastard...

Bastard...

How's Susan?

Couldn't be better.

I always said it,

and I say it now.

You found yourself

a jewel.

She is a jewel.

Not bad, that one.

Listen, you must

be getting more

than your share.

I'd get married in

a minute if I could

find the right girl.

Bullshit artist.

You and your

actress friends.

Are you kidding,

Doctor?

You're the one

that's got the deal.

I mean,

what can I say?

"Take your

clothes off, baby,

I wanna check your

capital gains."

I just look.

( coughs )

Sure, you do.

I really do.

Susan's plenty enough

woman for one man.

Hey, look at that.

Jonathan:

That's Sally Joyce.

Didn't I see her

on Ed Sullivan?

I f***ed her once.

Bullshit artist.

We used to

do her taxes.

She's with

another firm now.

Why don't you

say hello?

She wouldn't remember me.

She's a real

ball-buster, that one.

I've been

through the mill

with her kind.

Yeah?

You think a girl

goes for you,

and you find out

she's after

your money or

your balls...

or your money

and your balls.

Women today

are better hung

than the men.

I should have

your problems.

It's not as easy getting

laid as it used to be.

I don't think

I f*** more than

a dozen new girls

a year now.

Maybe I'm too much

of a perfectionist.

This last one

came so close

to being what I wanted.

Good pair of tits on her--

Not a great pair.

Almost no ass at all,

and that bothered me.

Sensational legs.

I would have

settled for the legs,

if she had just

two more inches here

and three more here.

Anyhow...

that took two years

out of my life.

You don't want a family?

I don't want

to put it down,

but who needs it?

You can't make f***ing

your life's work.

Don't tell me what

I can and can't do.

You're so well-off?

( music playing )

Susan's a very good

homemaker.

Very efficient.

I come home, everything

is in its place...

which I like,

because it's tiring

putting in a full day

at the office,

then Doctors' Hospital

for a couple of hours.

So it's nice

to have everything

in its place

when I get home.

A martini,

dinner, the kids.

We don't watch

much television.

We like to read

aloud to each other.

We used to have

more friends than we do,

but we don't have

that many anymore.

So, on weekends

we might entertain a little

or go over to see a friend.

Come into town,

see a play or a good film.

It's not glamorous

or anything.

There are other

things besides glamour.

( music playing )

You have

a long lifeline.

I like that.

The way you run your

nail across my...

You're difficult

to get along with.

Me?

- Mm-hmm.

- Bobbie...

You always know

your own mind.

Right this minute,

anyway.

You won't stop

going after

what you want

until you get it.

Let me see

your hand.

Ahh... mmm...

Well?

You are built.

You see that

in my hand?

Even your hand

is built.

I think you're

a dirty old man.

I'm a dirty

young man.

How old are you?

How old do you

think I am?

( laughing )

No...

20?

No.

21?

22?

No.

24?

You skipped 23.

23?

No.

( both laughing )

24?

No.

25?

26?

No.

27?

You're getting warm.

28?

No.

29?

I like going out

with older women.

Are you married?

Are you kidding?

You don't want

to get married?

I'd marry you

in a minute.

Can you cook?

Spaghetti.

I can cook

spaghetti.

Good,

you do the cooking.

What will you do?

What would you

like me to do?

What would you

like to do?

I asked you first.

Well, I'm not gonna

answer you first.

Well...

I can sew.

Doesn't sound like

much of a marriage.

Me cooking spaghetti,

and you sewing.

You want a divorce?

I'll take you for

every cent you got.

I didn't know

I was marrying

a gold digger.

Mm-hmm...

You won't

take pity on me?

Only if you say

you're sorry.

I'm sorry.

And you'll never

do it again.

I'll never

do it again.

And you'll always

be a good boy.

Yes, Mama.

You like

to be mothered?

I'd like to be

smothered by you.

What else would you

like me to do to you?

Well...

How do you like it?

How do I like what?

My, uh... you know.

What do I know?

You know everything.

I know you.

And I know you.

Mmm...

- Dream

- ( moaning )

When you're feeling blue

Dream

That's the thing to do

Just

Watch the smoke rings

Rise in the air

You'll find your share

Of memories there

So

Dream

When the day is through...

Wow... I almost

came that time.

( laughing )

( music playing )

Help!

Oh, nurse?

What is it,

Mr. Weisenborn?

Will you come in here

a minute, please?

Certainly,

Mr. Weisenborn.

Why,

Mr. Weisenborn!

Bobbie:

Most guys

I know are pricks.

( sighing )

I don't know anymore

what they want.

Jonathan:

I'll be happy

to tell you.

They want...

( slapping )

the boodle.

But they ain't

gonna get the boodle.

Goddamn right.

Because this kid here

has got the boodle.

You're pretty

sure of yourself,

aren't you?

Mmm...

( sighing )

You're a nice man.

And you're

a very lucky girl.

( chuckling )

( shower running )

( Jonathan humming )

You know something, Sam?

( Jonathan imitating

Humphrey Bogart )

What is it, sweetheart?

You think it would be

a fatal mistake

in our lives

if we shacked up?

It's very difficult,

Bobbie.

These last

couple of weeks,

we get along

so well together.

The idea...

I like you very much.

So much...

this idea...

to be perfectly honest,

I mean,

it sounds

very good to me.

Let's both give it

a couple of days

to think about it.

It sounds, like...

well, very good.

Very, very, uh...

well... good.

Only, our eyes

should be open.

If we should

go into this,

we should know exactly

what we're getting into.

It's just a shack-up.

I'm not asking for

your hand in marriage.

Yeah, well,

as long as we both

understand that.

We do.

I just thought

it's better

to get it all

out on the table,

( coughs )

so later, there can be

no possibility

of a misunderstanding.

I don't know how

many business deals

I've seen come to grief--

Okay...

Okay.

You're a real prick,

you know that?

Prick?

I could very easily

get serious about this girl.

She's a lot of fun

to be with.

This is just between

the two of us,

but for the last year or so,

I've been having...

I don't know,

a little trouble.

I wasn't worried,

but still and all...

a little trouble with...

well, myself.

You know...

getting hard.

It took a long time,

and you know how

girls are today,

they judge you.

They judge you

very quickly.

So, uh...

I had a real rough time

a couple of times.

Some very nasty innuendos.

And, as I say,

I wasn't

too worried, but...

I won't lie to you,

I was a little worried.

Then along

comes this Bobbie.

I get one look at the size

of the pair on her

and I never

had a doubt I'd ever be

anything but okay again,

and I was, I was.

With all our kidding,

back and forth on our

first night together,

I don't mind telling you

I had tears in my eyes.

She's really the girl

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Jules Feiffer

Jules Ralph Feiffer (born January 26, 1929) is an American syndicated cartoonist and author, who was considered the most widely read satirist in the country. He won the Pulitzer Prize in 1986 as America's leading editorial cartoonist, and in 2004 he was inducted into the Comic Book Hall of Fame. He wrote the animated short Munro, which won an Academy Award for Best Animated Short Film in 1961. The Library of Congress has recognized his "remarkable legacy", from 1946 to the present, as a cartoonist, playwright, screenwriter, adult and children's book author, illustrator, and art instructor.When Feiffer was 17 (in the mid-1940s) he became assistant to cartoonist Will Eisner. There he helped Eisner write and illustrate his comic strips, including The Spirit. He then became a staff cartoonist at The Village Voice beginning in 1956, where he produced the weekly comic strip titled Feiffer until 1997. His cartoons became nationally syndicated in 1959 and then appeared regularly in publications including the Los Angeles Times, the London Observer, The New Yorker, Playboy, Esquire, and The Nation. In 1997 he created the first op-ed page comic strip for the New York Times, which ran monthly until 2000. He has written more than 35 books, plays and screenplays. His first of many collections of satirical cartoons, Sick, Sick, Sick, was published in 1958, and his first novel, Harry, the Rat With Women, in 1963. He wrote The Great Comic Book Heroes in 1965: the first history of the comic-book superheroes of the late 1930s and early 1940s and a tribute to their creators. In 1979 Feiffer created his first graphic novel, Tantrum. By 1993 he began writing and illustrating books aimed at young readers, with several of them winning awards. Feiffer began writing for the theater and film in 1961, with plays including Little Murders (1967), Feiffer's People (1969), and Knock Knock (1976). He wrote the screenplay for Carnal Knowledge (1971), directed by Mike Nichols, and Popeye (1980), directed by Robert Altman. Besides writing, he is currently an instructor with the MFA program at Stony Brook Southampton. more…

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