A scene from “It's Impossible”

Truman Capote: What are you living for if not the spotlight, if you ever left it for one second? And I held that spotlight right on you and illuminated every pore.

Slim Keith: You think you can get back in before she dies, and all your sins will be forgotten in tragedy, washed away by shared grief, and back you will be sitting pretty in in a cottage on Long Island? I assure you, this will not happen. Babe loathes you, Truman. You're not in the picture. You're not in her life. You're not in the will. And none of that will ever change. Because you are incapable of change.