That Thing You Do!


Lenny: He has a very pretty girlfriend, doesn’t he?
Chrissy: Is it serious, do you know?
Lenny: Very serious. I’m single.
Chrissy: What about the bass player?
Lenny: He’s married.

Phil Horace: I’ve found that a hit record is like a stew. All the ingredients have to come together just right. Otherwise, it’s just soup.

Guy: Yeah, we were pretty wild up in Erie, Penn.
Lenny: Yeah, there was this one time, we stayed up way past midnight.

Mr. White: I don’t want any of this lover’s lament crap. I want something peppy, something happy, something up-tempo. I want something snappy.

Faye: I have wasted thousands and thousands of kisses on you – kisses that I thought were special because of your lips and your smile and all your color and life. I used to think that was the real you, when you smiled. But now I know you don’t mean any of it. You just save it for all your songs. Shame on me for kissing you with my eyes closed so tight.