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Based on the John Irving novel, this film chronicles the life of T S Garp, and his mother, Jenny. Whilst Garp sees himself as a "serious" writer, Jenny writes a feminist manifesto at an ... See full summary »
Jenny Fields: You know, everybody dies. My parents died. Your father died. Everybody dies. I'm going to die too. So will you. The thing is, to have a life before we die. It can be a real adventure having a life.
[noticing scantily clad prostitutes] Jenny Fields: Is that the latest fashion? T. S. Garp: No, Mom, that's the oldest profession.
[last lines] T. S. Garp: Remember, Helen. Helen Holm: What, my love? T. S. Garp: Everything. Helen Holm: Yes, my love.
Roberta: I mean, I had mine removed surgically under general anesthesia. But to have it bitten off in a Buick... Jenny Fields: It's lust!
Jenny Fields: Are you gonna go to sleep or you gonna stay up and think your weird thoughts? Young Garp: I'll stay up and think weird thoughts for a while.
Walt: Daddy what's gradual school? T. S. Garp: What? Walt: Gradual school. Mommy say's she teaches at gradual school. T. S. Garp: Oh Gradual school is where you go to school and you gradually find out you don't want to go to school anymore.
[while telling Dean Bodger and her son about his father, who was a brain damaged WW2 veteran with spontaneous erections she was the nurse of] Jenny Fields: Where was I? T. S. Garp: He kept having erections. Jenny Fields: Thank you. He was dying. I wanted a child. It was a good way to have one without the bother of a husband around... who had legal rights to my body. So, one night at work... when the wounded and maimed were all asleep, I went to him. He was asleep. But his erection was there, as always. I removed my undergarments and climbed on top of him. He woke up then. He said the only word other than his name that I ever heard him utter. He said, "good." It didn't take very long, and that once was all that was needed. Dean Bodger: You raped him! You raped a dying man!
T. S. Garp: [after being told he shouldn't go to his Mom's feminist memorial] I will grieve alone for the rest of my life, but right now I want to be around people who loved her.
Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: [to Roberta] Hey you! Dildo. Is this the nut house where you're keeping my Laurel? Roberta: Laurel's here but we're not exactly keeping her. Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Bullshit, ya big dyke. Roberta: I'm not a dyke. Is Laurel expecting you? Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: I'll kill you douchebag. Roberta: That's all you men understand is violence. Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Now look. I know what sort of freaks hang around here. It's a big lesbian scene. [Garp walks on to porch] Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Ooooh, oooh, what are you the man of the house or the court eunuch. Laurel, you in there you bitch! Jenny Fields: Hello. Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Oh, I know who you are. My Laurel's not your type sweetie. Jenny Fields: Perhaps she's not your type either. Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Listen, goddammit. If you don't get Laurel's ass out here I'm gonna... [Randy is knocked down by Roberta] Laurel - Dog's Head Mansion: Randy! Jenny Fields: Are you alright? Laurel - Dog's Head Mansion: Baby, you found me. Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Oh, I don't think I can drive the fuckin' car. Laurel - Dog's Head Mansion: That's alright. I can drive you just never let me. [to Jenny] Laurel - Dog's Head Mansion: I guess Randy needs me. Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Easy! [In pain as Laurel helps him to the car] Laurel - Dog's Head Mansion: Sorry baby, I'm sorry. Randy - Dog's Head Mansion: Crazy dyke blind-sided me.
T. S. Garp: [to his mother Jenny] I never needed a father.
T. S. Garp: [to his infant son in baby carriage] Don't be a baby, Duncan! Say da-da! [Duncan blows raspberry at Garp]
Roberta: [telling Garp he cannot go to his mother's feminist memorial] They're not going to allow any men. A man *killed* her! They're very *upset*!
T. S. Garp: We'll take the house. Honey, the chances of another plane hitting this house are astronomical. It's been pre-disastered. We're going to be safe here."