Adam Driver: Paterson
Paterson : I guess you really like poetry then?
Japanese Poet : I breathe poetry.
Paterson : So you write poetry?
Japanese Poet : Yes.
Japanese Poet : My notebooks.
Paterson : Oh, yeah.
Japanese Poet : My poetry only in Japanese. No translation.
Japanese Poet : Poetry in translations is like taking a shower with a raincoat on.
Paterson : Morning, Donny.
Donny : Ready to roll, Paterson?
Paterson : Yeah.
Paterson : Everything OK?
Donny : Now that you ask, no, not really. My kid needs braces on her teeth, my car needs a transmission job, my wife wants me to take her to Florida but I'm behind on the mortgage payments, my uncle called from India and he needs money for my neice's wedding, and I got this strange rash on my back. You name it, brother. How 'bout you?
Paterson : I'm OK.
Donny : OK, well, have a nice day.
Paterson : OK, you too.
Donny : Yeah, I doubt it.
Doc : Paterson, you still don't got a cell phone?
Paterson : Uh, no. No, I don't want one. It would be a leash.
Doc : What about the better half, she got one?
Paterson : She's got one, yeah. And the laptop, and an iPad...
Doc : She doesn't want you to get one?
Paterson : No. She's okay about it. She understands me really well.
Doc : [mutters] A lucky guy.
Paterson : I don't like you, Marvin.
Laura : Get any new writing done?
Paterson : I did a little, yeah. Working on a poem for you.
Laura : A love poem?
Paterson : Yeah, I guess if it's for you, it's a love poem. It's kind of inspired by our Ohio Blue Tip Matches.
Laura : Really? Does it mention the little megaphone shape the letters make?
Paterson : [taken aback] Yeah, actually it does.
Laura : How beautiful. I can't wait to read it when it's done.
Laura : You look a little drained. You were home a little late. Was your day okay?
Paterson : Well, it was until the bus broke down.
Laura : The bus broke down? Was it dangerous?
Paterson : No, it was just... it sputtered out. It was an electrical problem.
Laura : Electrical problem? Could it have exploded into a fireball?
Paterson : [chuckles] No, no. It's just an old bus.
Laura : Well, I think they should get their best driver who's also a great poet a brand new bus. It's the least they could do.
Paterson : City of Paterson? Not likely.
Laura : I know it's silly, but I'm so excited about the new farmers' market. Because if my cupcakes are a big sensation then I might be on my way to a very successful business.
Paterson : That would be amazing, honey.
Laura : And you know what else? My guitar should arrive today. My harlequin guitar direct from Esteban.
Paterson : Is Esteban gonna deliver it personally?
Laura : [laughs] Who knows?
Laura : Speaking of secret pie, I wanted to tell you something about your secret notebook.
Paterson : What?
Laura : Did you ever hear of the old Italian poet called... Petrarch? Is that it?
Paterson : Mmm, Petrarch. He perfected the sonnet.
Laura : I read online that one of his early books of poems was called 'The Secret Book', just like yours.
Paterson : I didn't know that! You read that. You just happened upon it online.
Laura : And also that he wrote all his love poems to a beautiful girl called... ta da! Laura!
Paterson : That's true!
Laura : So you have many things in common with other great and famous poets, you see?
Paterson : If you ever left me, I'd tear my heart out and never put it back.
Paterson : We're having pie for dinner?
Laura : Yeah, but a dinner pie.
Paterson : Oh.
Laura : What do you think's inside?
Paterson : Inside the secret pie? Uh... I don't know, fish?
Laura : No, not fish, silly! Want me to tell you?
Paterson : Yes please!
Laura : Okay.
Laura : Cheddar cheese and brussels sprouts.
Paterson : Seriously?
Doc : Lou Costello has got to be the most famous person from Paterson.
Paterson : Yeah, probably. Yeah, I mean, he... he's got that statue, and he's got his own park.
Doc : Hey, I mean Alexander Hamilton has a statue, others got statues, but not they own park! Hell, even Fetty Wap don't have no park!