Read Shepherd Project’s discussion of Joy here.
Inspired by true stories of daring women. One in particular.
Joy: No I don’t need a prince. This is a special power. I don’t need a prince.
Grandma: You are going to grow up and become a strong woman.
Joy: What happened to us Jackie? All the things we used to dream about? Everything just keeps getting farther away.
Tony: Maybe your dreams are on hold right now.
Joy: That’s a nice way of putting it.
Grandma: Time moves forward. Time moves backwards. Time stands still.
Joy to herself: When you’re hiding you’re safe because people can’t see you. But the funny thing about hiding, you’re hidden from yourself.
Trudy: Four questions of financial worthiness: Where did you go to high school? Who were you in high school? Are you prepared, within 6 months of commencing this adventure, to show adequate returns? There is a gun on a table only your [adversary in the room, and you are to protect Morris’ money…] Do you pick up the gun?
Dad: Look, you were broke and bored and you had an idea. Lots of people have ideas.
Joy: Even if I was a cleaning lady, so what? There’s no shame in hard work.
Grandma: I know that I will live to see you be the successful matriarch you were born to be.
Grandma: There were the best divorced couple in America. Much better friends.
QVC—Quality, Value, Convenience.
Joy: I don’t know anything about charts, or business, frankly. But I do clean my own house and I made this mop because it’s better than anything on the market.
Neil: In America, the ordinary meets the extraordinary every day.
Neil: It’s not about the house, it’s about the hands. We hold things we care about.
Joy: Who showed you the mop? Who convinced you after you thought it was worthless?
Joy: Joan Rivers wants me in a skirt, but I’m gonna do pants.
Neil: This woman’s gonna be a whole new business. No way.
Neil: Friends in commerce. And, if the day comes that we are ever enemies in commerce, may we remain friends, because that’s a true friend.
Grandma: I so hated to leave her that day. I had so much I wanted to say to her.
Joy: Never speak on my behalf about my business ever again.
Dad: You’re gonna have to accept the facts, Joy. You’re almost ½ million in debts.
Dad: It’s my fault. I gave you the confidence to think you were ever more than an unemployed house wife selling plastic junk to unemployed housewives.
Daughter: Mimi said you were the one born to help carry this family to success.
Joy: No, Mimi was wrong.
Grandma: She went on to make 100 patents… she didn’t know any of this would happen as she walked down the street that day.
Grandma: She couldn’t know that one day she would move into a big, beautiful home.
Joy: I know what it feels like. I know what it feels like to be in that chair.