Saw Five Easy Pieces at Film Forum last night.
Favorite part pasted below (and ripped from here).
It’s the brilliant lead-in to the famous Diner scene.
EXT. BOBBY'S CAR - NORTHERN HIGHWAY - DAY
(COUNTRY & WESTERN INSTRUMENTAL OVER:)
ON THE CAR
moving through the Redwood country above San
INT. BOBBY'S CAR - HIGHWAY - DAY
bored, as he drives. Beside him, Rayette primps in
the sunvisor mirror.
ON THE BACK SEAT
Terry lights a cigarette while Palm, staring
morosely out the window, goes into a soliloquy:
I had to leave this place. I got
depressed, seeing all the crap. And
the thing is, they're making more
crap, you know? They've got so many
stores and stuff and junk full of
crap, I can't believe it.
Who? People, that's who! Pretty
soon there won't be room for
They're selling more crap that
people go and buy than you can
imagine. Oofh! Crap! I believe
everybody should have a big hole
where they throw in all this stuff
and burn it.
Rayette leans around to her.
There'd never be a hole big enough.
Now took at me, for instance, when
I was just one person, before
Bobby, I had so much garbage
collectin' onto me every day, I was
thinkin' about gettin a dispose
A dispose-all, what's that but more
crap? I've never seen such crap.
Oofh, I don't know how people get
up in the morning.
Mass production is what does it.
What do you mean "mass"... I have
to come out and tell you, you're
not that clean, either.
Wait a minute. I'm not that neat,
maybe, but I am clean.
Well, you're not that bad, but some
people... I mean, people's homes,
just filth. I've been in people's
In my personal observation, I think
that more people are neat than are
In my personal thing, I don't see
that. I'm seeing more filth. A lot
of filth. What they need to do
every day, no, once in a while, is
a cockroach thing, where they spray
the homes. And uh...
can you imagine, if their doors
were painted a pretty color, and
they had a pot outside, with...
Yeah, it could be adorable...
And they picked up! I mean, it
wouldn't be filthy, with Coke
bottles and whiskey, and those
She gestures angrily out the window at the roadside
... they oughta be erased! All
those signs, selling crap, and more
crap, and, I don't know, it's
disgusting, I don't even want to
talk about it!
Bobby starts to say something:
It's just filthy. People are dirty.
I think that's the biggest thing
that's wrong with people. I think
they wouldn't be as violent if they
were clean, because then they
wouldn't have anybody to pick on...
Not dirt. See, dirt isn't bad. It's
filth. Filth is bad. That's what
starts maggots and riots...
She suddenly leans over to the front seat, pointing
to a semi ahead.
Hey, follow that truck. They know
the best places to stop.
That's an old maid's tale.
Bullshit! Truck drivers know the
best eating places on the road.
Rayette turns around, asserting:
Salesmen and cops are the ones. If
you'd ever waitressed, honey, you'd
Don't call me "honey," mack.
Don't call me "mack," honey.
I wouldn't be a waitress. They're
nasty and full of crap.
You better hold onto your tongue!
(giving her the finger)
Hold onto this.
Just one minute, you! Don't you
ever talk to me like that!
Shut up! All of you!