Synopsis: Breezy is a teen-aged hippy with a big heart. After taking a ride with a man who only wants her for sex, Breezy manages to escape. She runs to hide on a secluded property where stands the home of a middle-aged divorced man, Frank Harmon. Frank reluctantly takes Breezy in only to fall unexpectedly in love with her.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Clint Eastwood
Production: Universal Pictures
106 min




Good morning.

Um, have you got any bread?

Uh, 41 cents.


- Oh, Christ.

I left you a quarter on the table.

All I need is enough

for some coffee.

Can't start the day without

that first shot of caffeine...


Hey, listen...


I really wanna thank you

again for last night, Bruno.

I mean, if it hadn't

have been for you,

I would've drowned

in all that rain.

Mmm. What the hell am I

supposed to do with a quarter?

Um, I don't know.

Live it up.

Carpet the place.

Hey, hey.

Uh, what's your name?

Breezy. See ya around.


The morning is a friend of mine

It always plays my song

And anytime I ask the wind

It lets me tag along

I read the lessons in the leaves

They've a world of

things to tell me

I always keep my pockets filled

With pumpkin seeds and thyme

I have no secrets from the sun

And I'll have none from you

And if you're going to the fair

I'll walk along with you

The day is shining in our heads

Like a dime to spend together

And we can talk of many things

Of cabbages and life

Maybe we'll make each other laugh

And maybe we will cry

And maybe we'll be

each other's friend

Before we say


Hi, I'm going to the Valley.

Yeah, hop in.


I picked up this chick once. It

was a gas what she'd do for $5.

Why are you turning here?

I thought I told you I was

going into the Valley.

Hey, relax. I dig you

hippie-dippys. I really do.

Uh, I think...

I think you better

let me out here, mister.

There was another broad. She was

hitchhiking down the Sunset.

Man, she wasn't in the car two

minutes and she asked me for $20.

She says, "You give me $20, or I'll

yell rape the next cop we pass."

(CHUCKLING) You know what I did?

I gave her something to yell about

and threw her out of the car.





(SIGHING) Freaks.

Another typical day in

the life of Miss Dum-Dum.


Uh, the lady will be right out.

That should take care of it.

Thank you.

I, uh, took care of the cab.

I don't know why it is,

but the morning after

I always feel that everybody knows

what I've done the night before.

When it's me that has to

get dressed and go home.

Oh, well, the hell with it.


Did I remember to tell you

I had a wonderful time?

Well, so did I.

Frank, am I going to see you again?

Well, yeah, sure. I'll, uh...

I'll call you sometime this week.

I don't think you

have my phone number.

We'll remedy that right now.

Uh, 724-8122.

And maybe you oughta take my

service... My answering service.

U h, that's 722-2000.



Who says a rolling stone gathers no

nails? Boy, am I glad to see you.

I didn't think anyone was alive up

here. You going down the hill?

Well, yes, but, uh...

Far out.


Miss, uh, I don't

pick up hitchhikers.

That's the best news

I've heard all day.


And then he says, "So I really

gave her something to yell about,

"and I threw her out of the car."

Well, finally, we had

to stop for another car.

Boy, I opened the door,

I started running.

I never knew I could run so fast.

Well, anyway, that's how we ended

up in front of your place.

I guess it seems really stupid

that I should be taking a ride

from another stranger

after something like that.

But, hell, you can't

start suspecting

everybody because of one poor nut.

Besides, you're better

looking than he was.

No, I think it's true. I think

people are basically good.

Now, you take Bruno, for instance.

There I was last night in all

that rain with no place to sleep.

Marcy's house was full up.

I mean, there wasn't even an

inch of floor space left,

and so Bruno, who didn't

know me from Adam...

Or Eve. Well, Bruno took

me home to his place.

He didn't have any

toothpaste though,

and my mouth feels

like somebody walked

through it with their shoes on.

Doesn't it bother you

discussing all of this

in front of a perfect stranger?

Are you perfect?

May I?

Aren't you a bit

young to be smoking?

If age has anything to do with it,

then you're the one

who shouldn't be smoking.

It's harder on older people, you know.

At least that's what they say.

Are you married?

No, uh, there's very little call

these days for old, decrepit,

one-foot-in-the-g rave smokers.

That's too bad.

You know, you really

should be in that big,

nice house and all.

I mean, it must get really lonely

rattling around in

it all by yourself.

I like being alone.

Oh, I don't.

I dig people too

much to be without them.

But then, that's the trouble today.

People just don't

like each other anymore.

Do you think God is dead?


God. Do you think he's dead?

Didn't even know he was sick.

You know what I think, and I've been

giving it a lot of thought lately.

I don't know if I can actually buy

the fact that there's

somebody up there.

I mean, somebody up there.

No. No. I've come to the conclusion

it's a lot simpler than that.

Know what I mean?


I mean, say... Say God is,

oh, the conscience of man.

Wouldn't that scare

the hell out of you?

Well, sure, because if

that's what he really is,

well, then maybe

he really is dying.

Here we are, Laurel Canyon.

Ah, we made it.


Laurel Canyon.

You said you were

going to the Valley.

I'm going into Hollywood.

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Jo Heims

Joyce "Jo" Heims (January 15, 1930 – April 22, 1978) was an American screenwriter best known for her collaborations with actor-director Clint Eastwood. Born in Philadelphia, Heims moved out to the US west coast in early adulthood. She worked various jobs before starting a career writing for film and television during the 1960s. In addition to co-writing the story for Eastwood's role in Dirty Harry, Heims drafted the screenplay for Play Misty for Me, which served as Eastwood's own directorial debut in 1971. Heims continued to screenwrite throughout the decade before dying of breast cancer in 1978. more…

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