Beautiful Girls (Again)

A few years ago I wrote about a superslice, Beautiful Girls:

For some reason, “Beautiful Girls” is on my “if it’s on, I’m watching” list. I don’t really know why – it’s a kinda good movie. Not a great movie. Does have an unbelievable cast.

There is a coziness to the flick; maybe it’s the snow.

Someone else puts it perfectly HERE:

Beautiful Girls is a cardigan of a movie, one to wrap around yourself on winter's nights.

My 5 favorite lines (not counting Rappaport's amazing "A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you've been drinking Jack and Coke all morning." speech or Rosie's drugstore "you fucking mooks" walk-through):

Paul: So you're the little neighborhood Lolita.
Marty: So you're the alcoholic high school buddy shit for brains. 

Stinky: Do you see her face? Girls like that are born with a boyfriend.  

Paul: You let her behind the curtain, I know you did. You never let them behind the curtain Will. You never let them see the little old man behind the curtain working the levers of the great and powerful OZ. They are all sisters Willie... they aren't allowed back there... they mustn't see.
Willie Conway: Tell me the truth. You stay up nights thinking about this shit?
Paul: You say it like it's a bad thing. 

Paul: See these guys? Pete, Rizzo and Sammy B? They work all day and drink all night for 40 fucking years. Two weeks out of the year, they take a vacation and go to the Cape. What do they do? They drink all day, they drink all night. If we don't step it up, we're gonna wind up just like them.
Kev: Cool. 

Paul: Willie, my friend, she is delightful.
Willie Conway: "Delightful"? Who are you, Rex Harrison?