Manhattan

Manhattan (1979) Directed by Woody Allen. Written by Woody Allen and Marshall Brickman

Female Party Guest: I finally had an orgasm, and my doctor told me it was the wrong kind.
Isaac Davis: Did you have the wrong kind? Really? I've never had the wrong kind, ever. My worst one was right on the money.

Mary Wilke: I guess I should straighten my life out, huh? I mean, Donnie my analyst is always telling me---
Isaac Davis: You call your analyst Donnie?
Mary Wilke: Yeah, I call him Donnie.
Isaac Davis: Donnie, your analyst? I call mine Dr. Chomsky, you know? Either that or he hits me with a ruler.

Mary Wilke: Don't psychoanalyze me. I pay a doctor for that.
Isaac Davis: Hey, you call that guy that you talk to a doctor? I mean, you don't get suspicious when your analyst calls you at home at three in the morning and weeps into the telephone?
Mary Wilke: Alright, so he's unorthodox. He's a highly qualified doctor.
Isaac Davis: He done a great job on you, you know? Your self-esteem is a notch below Kafka.

Isaac Davis: You rely too much on the brain. The brain is the most overrated organ.

Isaac Davis: What kind of dog do you have?
Mary Wilke: The worst. It's a dachsund. You know, it's a penis substitute for me.
Isaac Davis: I would've though then in your case it would've been a Great Dane.

Isaac Davis: Talent is luck. The important thing in life is courage.

Mary Wilke: I'm honest, what do you want? I say what's on my mind and if you can't take it, well then fuck off!
Isaac Davis: And I like the way you express yourself too, you know? It's pithy yet degenerate. You get many dates?