Joyce Quotes in Top Girls
ANGIE: I’m going to London. To see my aunt.
KIT: And what?
ANGIE: That’s it.
KIT: I see my aunt all the time.
ANGIE: I don’t see my aunt.
KIT: What’s so special?
ANGIE: It is special. She’s special.
ANGIE: She is.
ANGIE: She is.
ANGIE: My mother hates her.
ANGIE: Because she does.
KIT: Perhaps she’s not very nice.
ANGIE: She is nice.
KIT: How do you know?
ANGIE: Because I know her.
KIT: You said you never see her.
ANGIE: I saw her last year. You saw her.
KIT: Did I?
ANGIE: Never mind.
KIT: I remember her. That aunt. What’s so special?
ANGIE: She gets people jobs.
KIT: What’s so special?
ANGIE: I think I’m my aunt’s child. I think my mother’s really my aunt.
MARLENE: Don’t you have to go home?
MARLENE: Why not?
ANGIE: It’s all right.
MARLENE: Is it all right?
ANGIE: Yes, don’t worry about it.
MARLENE: Does Joyce know where you are?
ANGIE: Yes of course she does.
MARLENE: Well does she?
ANGIE: Don’t worry about it.
MARLENE: How long are you planning to stay with me then?
ANGIE: You know when you came to see us last year?
MARLENE: Yes, that was nice wasn’t it.
ANGIE: That was the best day of my whole life.
MARLENE: So how long are you planning to stay?
ANGIE: Don’t you want me?
MARLENE: Yes yes, I just wondered.
ANGIE: I won’t stay if you don’t want me.
MARLENE: No, of course you can stay.
ANGIE: I’ll sleep on the floor. I won’t be any bother.
MARLENE: Don’t get upset.
ANGIE: I’m not, I’m not. Don’t worry about it.
JOYCE: [Kit’s] a little girl Angie sometimes plays with because she’s the only child lives really close. She’s like a little sister to her really. Angie’s good with little children.
MARLENE: Do you want to work with children, Angie? Be a teacher or nursery nurse?
JOYCE: I don’t think she’s ever thought of it.
MARLENE: What do you want to do?
JOYCE: She hasn’t got an idea in her head what she wants to do. Lucky to get anything.
JOYCE: True enough.
JOYCE: You couldn’t get out of here fast enough.
MARLENE: Of course I couldn’t get out of here fast enough. What was I going to do? Marry a dairyman who’d come home pissed? Don’t you fucking this
MARLENE: fucking that fucking bitch fucking tell me what to fucking do fucking.
JOYCE: I don’t know how you could leave your own child.
MARLENE: You were quick enough to take her.
JOYCE: What does that mean?
MARLENE: You were quick enough to take her?
JOYCE: Or what? Have her put in a home? Have some stranger take her would you rather?
MARLENE: You couldn’t have one so you took mine.
JOYCE: Listen when Angie was six months I did get pregnant and I lost it because I was so tired looking after your fucking baby because she cried so
MARLENE: You never told me.
JOYCE much—yes I did tell you—and the doctor
MARLENE: Well I forgot.
JOYCE: said if I’d sat down all day with my feet up I’d’ve kept it and that’s the only chance I ever had because after that—
MARLENE: I’ve had two abortions, are you interested? Shall I tell you about them? Well I won’t, it’s boring, it wasn’t a problem. I don’t like messy talk about blood and what a bad time we all had. I
JOYCE: If I hadn’t had your baby. The doctor said.
MARLENE: don’t want a baby. I don’t want to talk about gynaecology.
JOYCE: You can always find yourself work then?
MARLENE: That’s right.
JOYCE: And men?
MARLENE: Oh there’s always men.
JOYCE: No-one special?
MARENE: There’s fellas who like to be seen with a high-flying lady. Shows they’ve got something really good in their pants. But they can’t take the day to day. They’re waiting for me to turn into the little woman.
MARLENE. I think the eighties are going to be stupendous.
JOYCE: Who for?
MARLENE: For me. I think I’m going up up up.
JOYCE: Oh for you. Yes, I’m sure they will.
MARLENE: And for the country, come to that. Get the economy back on its feet and whoosh. She’s a tough lady, Maggie. I’d give her a job. She just needs to hang
JOYCE: You voted for them, did you?
MARLENE: in there. This country needs to stop whining. Monetarism is not
JOYCE: Drink your tea and shut up, pet.
MARLENE: stupid. It takes time, determination. No more slop. And
JOYCE: Well I think they’re filthy bastards.
MARLENE: who’s got to drive it on? First woman prime minister. Terrifico. Aces. Right on. You must admit. Certainly gets my vote.
JOYCE: What good’s first woman if it’s her? I suppose you’d have liked Hitler if he was a woman. […] Great adventures.
MARLENE: Bosses still walking on the worker’s faces? Still dada’s little parrot? Haven’t you learned to think for yourself? I believe in the individual. Look at me.
JOYCE: I am looking at you.
MARLENE: I hate the working class which is what
JOYCE: Yes you do.
MARLENE: you’re going to go on about now, it doesn’t exist any more, it means lazy and stupid. I don’t
JOYCE: Come on, now we’re getting it.
MARLENE: like the way they talk. I don’t like beer guts and football vomit and saucy tits and brothers and sisters—
JOYCE: I spit when I see a Rolls Royce, scratch it with my ring Mercedes it was.
MARLENE: Oh very mature—
JOYCE: I hate the cows I work for and their dirty dishes with blanquette of fucking veau.
MARLENE: and I will not be pulled down to their level by a flying picket and I won’t be sent to Siberia or a loony bin just because I’m original. And I support
JOYCE: No, you’ll be on a yacht, you’ll be head of Coca Cola and you wait, the eighties is going to be stupendous all right because we’ll get you lot off our backs—
MARLENE: Reagan even if he is a lousy movie star because the reds are swarming up his map and I want to be free in a free world—
JOYCE: What? What?
MARLENE: I know what I mean by that—not shut up here.
JOYCE: So don’t be round here when it happens because if someone’s kicking you I’ll just laugh.
MARLENE: I don’t mean anything personal. I don’t believe in class. Anyone can do anything if they’ve got what it takes.
JOYCE: And if they haven’t?
MARLENE: If they’re stupid or lazy or frightened, I’m not going to help them get a job, why should I?
JOYCE: What about Angie?
MARLENE: What about Angie?
JOYCE: She’s stupid, lazy and frightened, so what about her?
MARLENE: You run her down too much. She’ll be all right.
JOYCE: I don’t expect so, no. I expect her children will say what a wasted life she had. If she has children. Because nothing’s changed and it won’t with them in.
MARLENE: Angie? What’s the matter?
MARLENE: No, she’s gone to bed. It’s Aunty Marlene.
MARLENE: Did you have a bad dream? What happened in it? Well you’re awake now, aren’t you, pet?