When Harry Met Sally is a romantic comedy film about love and relationship, and the question of whether men and women can be friends. The movie stars Billy Chris as Harry Burns and Meg Ryan as Sally Ablright. Harry is very funny and never hides his feelings while Sally is very attractive and lovely. I enjoy the performance and the dialongs between the two a lot.
Here is a movie trailer.
The story develops from Harry meeting Sally in 1977, through their twelve years or so of chance encounters, to their falling into love.
Harry first meets Sally when they carpool from Chicago to New Year after they finish college at the Univerisity of Chicago. Harry is dating Sally's friend then. They do not like each at the begining and have different ideas about relationships between men and women.
Listen to this audio clip of Harry and Sally arguing about friendship and sex.
(On the road once more) Harry: You realise of course that we can never be friends. Sally: Why not? Harry: What I'm saying is... and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form, is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way. Sally: That's not true, I have a number of men friends and there's is no sex involved. Harry: No you don't. Sally: Yes I do. Harry: No you don't. Sally: Yes I do. Harry: You only think you do. Sally: You're saying I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge? Harry: No, what I'm saying is they all want to have sex with you. Sally: They do not. Harry: Do too. Sally: They do not. Harry: Do too. Sally: How do you know? Harry: Because no man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive, he always wants to have sex with her. Sally: So you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive. Harry: Nuh, you pretty much wanna nail'em too. Sally: What if they don't want to have sex with you? Harry: Doesn't matter, because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story. Sally: Well I guess we're not going to be friends then. Harry: Guess not. Sally: That's too bad. You are the only person I knew in New York. (Louis Armstrong breaks into "You say neither, I say....". They've reached the Big Apple and are unloading Harry's luggage) Harry: Thanks for the ride. Sally: Yeah, it was interesting. Harry: It was nice knowing you. Sally: Yeah. (They shake hands) Sally: Well have a nice life. Harry: You too. (Luois is back with the song and it switches to another couple on a couch) |
The following audio clip includes the dialog they have in the airplane to Chicago airport and at the airport where they part, further about friendship between men and women.
(in the plane, Sally day-dreaming about something) Air Hostess: And what would you like to drink? Passenger: Nothing thanks. Sally: Do you have any Bloody Marry mix? Air Hostess: Yes. Sally: Oh wait, here's what I want. Regular tomato juice, filled up about three quarters than add a splash of Bloody Marry mix, just a splash, and a little piece of lime, but on the side. Harry: (from a row behind Sally) The University of Chicago right? Sally: (looks at Harry, sighs) Yes. Harry: Did you look this good at the University of Chicago? Sally: No. Harry: Did we ever uh...(makes pumping fist gesture) Sally: No! No! (to man sitting on her right) We drove from Chicago to New York together after graduation. Man: Would you two like to sit together? (Simultaneously...) Sally: No. Harry: Great! Thank you. Harry: You were a good friend of umm... Sally: Amanda's. I can't believe you can't remember her name. Harry: What do you mean? I remember, Amanda right? Amanda Rice. Sally: Reese. Harry: Reese, right! That's what I said! What ever happened to her? Sally: I have no idea. Harry: You have no idea? You were really good friends with her. We didn't make it because you were such good friends. Sally: You went with her! Harry: And was it worth it? The sacrifice for a friend that you don't even keep in touch with? Sally: Harry, you might not believe this but I never considered not sleeping with you a sacrifice. Harry: Fair enough. Fair enough. Harry: (contd) You were going to be a gymnast. Sally: A journalist. Harry: Right, that's what I said. And? Sally: I am a journalist, I work at the news. Harry: Great! And you're with Joe. Well that's great, great. You're together, what, three weeks? Sally: A month, how did you know that? Harry: You take someone to the Airport it's clearly the beginning of a relationship that's why I have never taken anyone to the Airport at the beginning of a relationship. Sally: Why? Harry: Because eventually if things move on and you don't take someone to the Airport, and I never wanted anyone to say to me, "How come you never take me to the Airport anymore?" Sally: It's amazing, you look like a normal person but actually you're the Angel of Death. Harry: Are you going to marry him? Sally: (gasping, lost for words) We have only known each other for a month and besides neither one of us is looking to get married right now. Harry: Hmm, I'm getting married. Sally: You are? Harry: Umm hmm. Sally: *You* are. Harry: Hmm, yeah. Sally: Who is she? Harry: Helen Helson, she is a lawyer, she's keeping her name. Sally: (laughs) You're getting married. Harry: Yeah. Sally: (laughs some more) Harry: What's so funny about that? Sally: (laughs even more) It's a...well...It's just so optimistic of you Harry. Harry: Well you'd be amazed what falling madly in love can do for you. Sally: Well it's wonderful, it's nice to see you embracing life in this manner. Harry: Yeah plus you know you just get to a certain point where you get tired of the whole thing. Sally: What "whole thing"? Harry: The whole life-of-a-single-guy thing. You meet someone, you have the safe lunch, you decide you like each other enough to move on to dinner. You go dancing, you do the white-man's over-bite, go back to her place, you have sex and the minute you're finished you know what goes through your mind? How long do I have to lie here and hold her before I can get up and go home. Is thirty seconds enough? Sally: (In disgust) That's what you're thinking? Is that true? Harry: Sure! All men think that. How long do you want to be held afterwards? All night, right? See there's your problem, somewhere between thirty seconds and all night is your problem. Sally: I don't have a problem! Harry: Yeah you do. (Plane lands, Harry and Sally meet again on one of those motorised walkways in the Airport) Harry: Staying over? Sally: Yes. Harry: Would you like to have dinner? (Sally looks over) Harry: Just friends. Sally: I thought you didn't believe men and women could be friends. Harry: When did I say that? Sally: On the ride to New York. Harry: No no no no, I never said that. (Harry pauses, thinks.) Yes, that's right, they can't be friends. Unless both of them are involved with other people then they can. This is an amendment to the earlier rule, if the two people are in relationships, the pressure of possibilty of involvement is lifted. (Pauses) That doesn't work either because what happens then is the person you're involved with can't understand why you need to be friends with the person you're just friends with. Like it means something is missing from their relationship and "why do you have to go outside to get it?". Then when you say, "no no no no, it's not true nothing's missing from the relationship", the person you're involved with then accuses you of being secretly attracted to the person you're just friends with, which we probably are, I mean, come on, who the hell are we kidding, let's face it, which brings us back to the earlier rule before the amendment which is men and women can't be friends, so where does that leave us? Sally: Harry. Harry: What? Sally: Goodbye. Harry: Oh, OK. (They both start to walk along the motorised walkway, side by side) Harry: I'll just stop walking, I'll let you go ahead. |
The next audio clip has what Harry tells his friend, Jess, about this relationship with Sally.
(Harry and Jess practising their batting with coin activated pitching machine) Jess: I don't understand this relationship. Harry: What do you mean? Jess: You enjoy being with her? Harry: Yah. Jess: You find her attractive? Harry: Yah. Jess: And you're not sleeping with her. Harry: No. Jess: You're afraid to let yourself be happy. Harry: Why can't you give me credit for this? This is a big thing for me. I never had a relationship with a woman that didn't involve sex. I feel like I'm growing. Kid: You finish yet? Harry: Hey I got a whole stack of quarters and I was here first. Kid: Were not. Harry: Was too. Kid: Were not! Harry: Was too! Kid: Big jerk! Harry: Little creep! (To Jess) Where was I? Jess: You were growing. Harry: Yeah. It's very freeing. I can say anything to her. Jess: Are you saying you can say things to her you can't say to me? Harry: Nah it's just different. It's a whole new perspective. I get the woman's point of view on things. She tells me about the men she goes out with and I can talk to her about the women that I see. Jess: You tell her about other women. Harry: Yeah. Like the other night. I made love to this woman, and it was so incredible, I took her to a place that wasn't human, she actually meowed. Jess: You made a woman meow? Harry: Yah. That's the point, I can say these things to her. And the great thing is, I don't have to lie because I'm not always thinking about how to get her into bed. I can just be myself. Jess: You made a woman meow? |
(New Years Eve. Harry is at home watching TV.) TV: And here we are once again at the sixteenth annual New Year Rockin Eve coming to you live from the... Harry (Voice over): What so bad about this? You got Dick Clark, that's tradition. You got Mallomars, the greatest cookies of all time. And you're about to give the Knicks their first championship since nineteen seventy three. (Harry misses the basket.) (At the party. Sally is dancing with some guy. She doesn't look like she is enjoying herself. He spins her, twirls her, flings her towards Jess and Marie. "Don't get around much anymore" is playing.) Sally: I don't know why I let you drag me into this. (Harry is now walking the empty New Years street.) Harry (Voice over): This is much better, fresh air, I have the streets all to myself. Who needs to be at a big, crowded party pretending to have a good time? Plus this is the perfect time to catch up on my window shopping. This is good. (Harry hears laughter, turns and spots a happy couple.) (Back to the party. Some guy is telling Sally a joke.) Joker: So the guy says, "Read the card." (laughts.) (Sally laughs, not really getting the joke. Turns to Marie.) Sally: I'm going home. Marie: You'll never get a taxi. (Sally turns to the joker and laughs again.) (In the street, Harry is finishes off an ice-cream, throws it in the bin. Starts to reminisce.) Harry (Voice over): You realise of course that we can never be friends. Sally (Voice over): Why not? Harry (Voice over): What I'm saying... is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way. Sally (Voice over): That's not true. Harry (Voice over): No man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her. Sally (Voice over): What if they don't want to have sex with you? Harry (Voice over): Doesn't matter, because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story. Sally (Voice over): Well I guess we're not going to be friends then. Harry (Voice over): Guess not. Sally (Voice over): That's too bad. You are the only person I knew in New York. ("It had to be you" is playing in the backgraound. Harry starts running to the party. Sally is about to leave the party.) Sally: I'm going. Marie: It's almost midnight. Sally: Well, the thought of not kissing somebody is just... Jess: I'll kiss you. (Harry tries to hail a cab but they all ignore him. So he keeps running.) Jess: Come one, stay, please. Sally: Thanks Jess I just, I have to go. Marie: Oh wait two minutes. Sally: I'll cal you tomorrow. (Sally kisses Marie then walks away. Then she sees Harry arriving, still puffing. Then, Harry sees Sally as well.) Harry: I've been doing a lot of thinking. And the thing is, I love you. Sally: What? Harry: I love you. Sally: How do you expect me to respond to this? Harry: How about you love me too? Sally: How about I'm leaving. Harry: Doesn't what I said mean anything to you? Sally: I'm sorry Harry, I know it's New Years Eve, I know you're feeling lonely, but you just can't show up here, tell me you love me and expect that to make everything alright. It doesn't work this way. Harry: Well how does it work? Sally: I don't know but not this way. Harry: Well how about this way. I love that you get cold when it's seventy one degrees out, I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich, I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts, I love that after I spend a day with you I can still smell your perfume on my clothes and I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Years Eve. I came here tonight because when you realise you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of the life to start as soon as possible. Sally: You see, that is just like you Harry. You say things like that and you make it impossible for me to hate you. And I hate you Harry... I really hate you. I hate you. (They kiss and make up.) Harry: What does this song mean? For my whole life I don't know what this song means. I mean, 'Should old acquaintance be forgot". Does that mean we should forget old acquaintances or does it mean if we happen to forget them we should remember them, which is not possible because we already forgot them!? Sally: Well may be it just means that we should remember that we forgot them or something. Anyway it's about old friends. (They kiss and make up, once more.) Harry (Voice over): The first time we met we hated each other. Sally (Voice over): No, you didn't hate me, I hated you. And the second time we met you didn't even remember me. Harry (Voice over): I did too, I remembered you. The third time we met, we became friends. Sally (Voice over): We were friends for a long time. Harry (Voice over): And then we weren't. Sally (Voice over): And then we fell in love. (Harry and Sally on the couch this time.) Sally: Three months later we got married. Harry: Yeah it only took three months. Sally: Twelve years and three months. Harry: We had this... we had a really wonderful wedding. Sally: It was a, it really was, it was a wonderful wedding. Harry: Yeah, we had this enormous coconut cake. Sally: Huge coconut cake, with the, with the... tiers and this... very rich chocolate sauce on the side. Harry: Right, 'cos not everybody like it on the cake 'cos it makes it very soggy. Sally: Particularly the coconut, soaks up a lot of that stuff, so you really... it's important to keep it on the side. Harry: Right. The End |
em·pir·i·cal (m-pîr-kl)
adj.
1.
a. Relying on or derived from observation or experiment: empirical results that supported the hypothesis.
b. Verifiable or provable by means of observation or experiment: empirical laws.
2. Guided by practical experience and not theory, especially in medicine.
Harry: I don't think it's a matter of opinion, empirically you are attractive.
make a pass at someone
to flirt with or suggest sexual activity with someone. Can you believe it? Larry made a pass at me! No one ever makes a pass at me.
Joe: What happened?
Sally: He made a pass at me and when I said no he was going with a girlfriend
of mine uh... Oh God I can't even remember her name! Don't get involved with
me Joe I am twenty six years old and I can't even remember the name of the
girl I was such good friends with I wouldn't get involved with her boyfriend.
or·gasm (ôrgzm)
n.
1. The peak of sexual excitement, characterized by strong feelings of pleasure and by a series of involuntary contractions of the muscles of the genitals, usually accompanied by the ejaculation of semen by the male. Also called climax.
2. A similar point of intensity of emotional excitement.
Sally: And how do you know that they really...
Harry: What are you saying, that they fake orgasm?
Sally: It's possible.
Harry: Get outta here!
Sally: Why? Most women at one time or another have faked it.
bump into
To meet by chance: I often bump into him at the supermarket.
Sally: He just bumped into Helen.
close off - isolate or separate; "She was shut off from the friends"
Harry: If you could take him back right now, would you?
Sally: No, but why didn't he want to marry me? What's the matter with me?
Harry: Aw, nothing.
Sally: I'm difficult.
Harry: You're challenging.
Sally: I'm too structured, I'm completely closed off.
Harry: But in a good way.
Sally: No, no, no I drove him away, and I'm going to be forty.