Bob: What are you doing?
Charlotte: My husband’s a photographer, so he’s here working. I wasn’t doing anything so I came along.
Bob: What do you do?
Charlotte: I’m not sure yet, actually.
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Category: Lost in Translation
Lost in translation may refer to:
Bob: Can you keep a secret? I’m trying to organize a prison break. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out?
Charlotte: I’m in.
Charlotte: I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.
Bob: You’ll figure that out. The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.
Charlotte: I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre. I guess every girl goes through a photography phase. You know, horses… taking pictures of your feet.
Charlotte: You’re probably just having a mid-life crisis. Did you buy a Porsche yet?
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That was the worst lunch.
Charlotte: That was the worst lunch.
Bob: So bad. What kind of restaurant makes you cook your own food?
Bob: I don’t get that close to the glass until I’m on the floor.
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You know double-O-7?
Stills Photographer: You know double-O-7?
Bob: He drinks martinis, but all right.
Lydia Harris: Do I need to worry about you, Bob?
Bob: Only if you want to.
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You’re not hopeless.
Bob: You’re not hopeless.
Bob: I was feeling tight in the shoulders and neck, so I called down and had a Shiatsu massage in my room…
Charlotte: That’s nice.
Bob: And the tightness has completely disappeared and been replaced by unbelievable pain.
Bob: It gets a whole lot more complicated when you have kids.
Charlotte: It’s scary.
Bob: The most terrifying day of your life is the day the first one is born.
Charlotte: Nobody ever tells you that.
Bob: Your life, as you know it… is gone. Never to return. But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk… and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life.
Charlotte: That’s nice.
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So, what are you doing here?
Charlotte: So, what are you doing here?
Bob: Uh, a couple of things. Taking a break from my wife, forgetting my son’s birthday. And, uh, getting paid two million dollars to endorse a whiskey when I could be doing a play somewhere.
Charlotte: Oh.
Bob: But the good news is, the whiskey works.
Charlotte: Let’s never come here again because it will never be as much fun.