Tales of the City (1993)

Marcus D'Amico: Michael Tolliver

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• Michael : [answering phone]  The boring residence of Miss Mary Ann Singleton

  Mary Ann Singleton : [grabbing receiver]  MICHAEL!

  Mary Ann's Mother : Mary Ann?

  Mary Ann Singleton : oh... Hi Mom.

  [takes phone into bedroom] 

  Mary Ann's Mother : Oh my God. We haven't heard from you in weeks.

  Mary Ann Singleton : Sorry. It's been hectic.

  Mary Ann's Mother : Who was that man?

  Mary Ann Singleton : Who? Oh. Michael. Heeeee's...

  Mary Ann's Mother : What's his last name?

  Mary Ann Singleton : What?

  Mary Ann's Mother : His last name Mary Ann. Don't you KNOW his last name? Oh my God... I saw something like this on "McMillan and Wife" just last week and...

  Mary Ann Singleton : [walking out of bedroom holding receiver aloft for Mona and Michael to hear]  What difference does it make what his last name is?

  Mary Ann's Mother : You know darling, your father and I were talking and we thought you deserved a chance to try your wings. But we can't just let you throw your life away.

  Mary Ann Singleton : It's my life to throw Mom.

  Mary Ann's Mother : No it's not. Not when you apparently don't have the maturity to...

  Mary Ann Singleton : Well how would you know?

  Mary Ann's Mother : Mary Ann, a strange man answered the phone.

  Mary Ann Singleton : He's not a strange man Mom. He's a homosexual

  [mouthing "shhhhhhh" to Mona and Michael as Mona makes devil's antennae over Michael's head] 

  Mary Ann's Mother : WHAT?

  Mary Ann Singleton : I know you've heard of them. They have them on TV now!

• Mona Ramsay : Michael, I think D'orothea has a drug problem.

  Michael : What makes you think that?

  Mona Ramsay : Yesterday I was in her study on the phone calling information trying to get her parents phone number and home address in Oakland when I found a horde of these totally unidentifiable capsules in her desk drawer while I was looking for a pen to write down her parents address. And later when I asked her about the pills, she started acting really... jumpy.

  Michael : Has she been acting jumpy otherwise?

  Mona Ramsay : Well... no, not exactly.

  Michael : Then it's probably nothing. Relax.

  Mona Ramsay : I can't. I'm saving my last Quaalude for Christmas Eve.

• Mona Ramsay : Mouse. Jesus. I figured you got kidnapped by the CIA.

  Michael : Long time, huh?

  Mona Ramsay : Three months.

  Michael : Yeah, that's about my average.

  Mona Ramsay : Oh, you got the shaft?

  Michael : Well, we parted amiably enough. He was terribly civilized about it and I sat in Lafayette Park and cried all morning. Yeah, I got the shaft.