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Kathleen Kelly: [writing to "NY152"] Once I read a story about a butterfly in the subway, and today, I saw one! It got on at 42nd and off at 59th, where, I assume, it was going to Bloomingdales to buy a hat that will turn out to be a mistake, as almost all hats are.

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Annabelle Fox: Maureen's getting a divorce.
Joe Fox: Oh. I'm sorry to hear that.
Maureen: [giggling] It's my own fault. Never marry a man who lies.
Joe Fox: That is so wise, yes. Annabelle, remember that.

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Joe Fox: So what's his handle?
Kathleen Kelly: Uh...
Joe Fox: I'm not going to write him. Is that what you're worried about? You think I'm going to e-mail him?
Kathleen Kelly: [beat] All right, NY152.
Joe Fox: N-Y-one-five-two. One hundred and fifty-two. He's a hundred and fifty-two

years old. He's had one hundred and fifty-two moles removed, so now he's got one hundred fifty-two pock marks on his... on his face...
Kathleen Kelly: The number of people who think he looks like Clark Gable.
Joe Fox: One hundred and fifty-two people who think he looks like a Clark *Bar*.
Kathleen Kelly: [laughing] Why did I

even tell you about this?
Joe Fox: A hundred and fifty-two stitches from his nose job. The number of his souvenir shot glasses that he's collected in his travels.
Kathleen Kelly: No! The number... the numb... his address? No! No, he would never do anything that prosaic.

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Frank Navasky: Joe Fox?
Joe Fox: F-O-X.
Frank Navasky: The inventor of the superstore, of course. The enemy of the mid-list novel, the destroyer of City Books. Tell me something: really, how do you sleep at night?
Patricia Eden: [walking up] Ah, I use a wonderful over-the-counter drug, Ultradorm. Don't take

the whole thing, just half, and you will wake up without even the tiniest hangover.

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Kathleen Kelly: Wow, I keep on bumping into you.
Joe Fox: Yeah.
Kathleen Kelly: I hope your mango's ripe.
Joe Fox: I think it is. Hey, you want to bump into me on, say, Saturday around lunchtime? Over there?

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Joe Fox: I could never be with someone who likes Joni Mitchell. "It's clouds illusions I recall/I really don't know clouds at all." What does that mean? Is she a pilot? Is she taking flying lessons? It must be a metaphor for something, but I don't know what it is.

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Miranda Margulies: We can get the Times to write something. Or that nut from the Observer.
Kathleen Kelly: Wait, what... what nut from the Observer?
Miranda Margulies: Frank something? The one who's so in love with his typewriter. This is just the sort of thing that would outrage him!

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George Pappas: The, uh, illustrations are hand tipped.
Joe Fox: And that's why it costs so much?
George Pappas: No, that's why it's WORTH so much.

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Joe Fox: [in Kathleen's store, buying books] May I ask who you are?
Kathleen Kelly: Kathleen Kelly, and this is my store. And you are?
Joe Fox: [quickly] Joe. Just call me Joe. We'll take these books.

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Joe Fox: Tweaking? A project that needs "tweaking"?
Kathleen Kelly: Yes.
Joe Fox: T-w-e-a-k-i-n-g.
Kathleen Kelly: -i-n-g. That's what he said.
Joe Fox: I think he's married. Married, three kids.

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Kathleen Kelly: Oh, Birdie, what am I going to do? What would Mom have done?
Birdie Conrad: Well, let's ask her.
[Birdie opens her locket, revealing a picture of Cecilia Kelly]
Birdie Conrad: Cecilia, what should we do?
[holds the locket to her ear]
Kathleen Kelly: Birdie...
Birdie

Conrad: Shhh! She has no idea. But she thinks the window display looks lovely.

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Joe Fox: [a clip on the news] I sell cheap books, I do. So sue me.
T.V. Reporter: [a clip on the news] And that, in a nutshell, is the Fox Books philosophy.
Joe Fox: Hey!
Kevin: That's what you said?
Joe Fox: Well... yeah, that's not *all* I said. I said - aww, I can't believe those

bastards! I said we were great. I said you could sit and read for hours and no one will bother you. I said we have a hundred and fifty thousand titles. I showed them the New York section. I said we were a goddamn piazza! A place in the city where people can mingle and mix and be.
Kevin: Piazza?
Joe Fox: I was eloquent. Shit!

Kevin: Piazza...

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Kathleen Kelly: [about "NY152"] He couldn't possibly be the Rooftop Killer!
Christina Plutzker: Remember when you thought Frank might be the Unibomber?
Kathleen Kelly: That was different.

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Joe Fox: Mr. 152 Felony indictments.
Kathleen Kelly: Mr. 152 insights into my soul.
Joe Fox: Oh yeah. No competing with that.

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Kathleen Kelly: I have something to tell you, Frank. I didn't vote.
Frank Navasky: What?
Kathleen Kelly: In the last mayoral election, when Rudy Giuliani was running against Ruth Messenger, I went to get a manicure and forgot to vote.
Frank Navasky: Since when do you get manicures?
Kathleen

Kelly: Oh, I suppose you could never be with a woman who got manicures...
Frank Navasky: Never mind. It's okay. I forgive you.
Kathleen Kelly: [stares] You *forgive* me?
[Kathleen gets up and leaves]

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George Pappas: Well, as far as I'm concerned, the Internet is just another way of being rejected by women.

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Joe Fox: [on the new Fox Books superstore] Hey, you know what? We should announce ourselves to the neighborhood. Just let them know, here we come.
Kevin: Oh, no, this is the Upper West Side, man. We might as well tell 'em we're opening up a crack house. They're gonna hate us. Soon as they hear, they're gonna be lining up...
Joe

Fox, Kevin: - to picket the big bad chain store...
Kevin: - that's out to destroy...
Joe Fox: - everything they hold dear.
Kevin: Yeah.
Joe Fox: Do you know what? We are going to seduce them. We're going to seduce them with our square footage, and our discounts, and our

deep armchairs, and...
Joe Fox, Kevin: Our cappuccino.
Joe Fox: That's right. They're going hate us at the beginning, but...
Joe Fox, Kevin: But we'll get 'em in the end.
Joe Fox: Do you know why?
Kevin: Why?
Joe

Fox: Because we're going to sell them cheap books and legal addictive stimulants. In the meantime, we'll just put up a big sign: "Coming soon: a FoxBooks superstore and the end of civilization as you know it."

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Birdie Conrad: [reading from Frank's article in the Observer] Save The Shop Around the Corner and you will save your soul.

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Kathleen Kelly: [Kathleen is excited at work and Christina thinks she's in love] I'm in love? No! Oh, that's right, I'm in love with Frank. I practically living with Frank.

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Joe Fox: [refering to Kathleen Kelly] Oh, no, she's beautiful, but she's a pill.