Constance Quotes in Independence Day (1996)

[Connie left David to pursue a career]

Constance: Haven't you ever wanted to be part of something special?

David Levinson: I was part of something special

Constance: Now what do we do?

President Thomas Whitmore: Address the nation. There's gonna be a lot of frightened people out there.

Constance: Yeah? I'm one of 'em.

D'Artagnan: Enjoying the show?

Constance: Are you always this cocky?

D'Artagnan: Only on Tuesdays... and whenever beautiful women are involved.

Constance: So, you think I'm beautiful?

D'Artagnan: Actually, it's Tuesday.

Constance: Look, D'Artagnan. You may have a new set of clothes and the King's favor, but you still act like a clumsy country boy. Now excuse me.

Constance: [pointing a gun at D'Artagnan] Have you any idea what you've done?

D'Artagnan: I've saved you and your friend from these bandits.

Constance: *These bandits* are the Queen's own bodyguard.

D'Artagnan: The Queen? I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Constance: What's your name?

D'Artagnan: D'Artagnan.

Constance: D'Artagnan. A Gascon?

D'Artagnan: I've come to Paris to join the Musketeers.

Constance: Then I'm sure I'll be hearing your name again.

D'Artagnan: Would that please you?

Constance: Ladies in waiting are forbidden to socialise with Musketeers.

D'Artagnan: Well, I'm not a Musketeer yet.

Constance: With that kind of courage you will be one soon enough. Good luck D'Artagnan. And thank you for the amusement, I enjoyed it immensely.

D'Artagnan: Wait! You didn't tell me your name!

Constance: Constance!

Constance: [to her husband about her nicotine patch] The only way that patch is going to help me is if I roll it and smoke it.

[D'Artagnan is trying to seduce Constance after rescuing her]

Constance: They dragged me from my bed.

D'Artagnan: Bed? That's the best place for you, bed.

Constance: Why do you eat that stuff? There's no food in your food.

Lloyd Dobler: Why can't you be in a good mood? How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood and be in a good mood once in a while?"

Constance: Gee, it's easy.

Lloyd Dobler: You used to be fun. You used to be warped and twisted and hilarious... and I mean that in the best way - I mean it as a compliment!

Constance: I was hilarious once, wasn't I?

[Morris Weissman is asked about his upcoming movie project]

Lady Sylvia McCordle: Mr Weissman.

Morris Weissman: Yes?

Lady Sylvia McCordle: Tell us about the film you're going to make.

Morris Weissman: Oh, sure. It's called "Charlie Chan In London". It's a detective story.

Mabel Nesbitt: Set in London?

Morris Weissman: Well, not really. Most of it takes place at a shooting party in a country house. Sort of like this one, actually. Murder in the middle of the night, a lot of guests for the weekend, everyone's a suspect. You know, that sort of thing.

Constance: How horrid. And who turns out to have done it?

Morris Weissman: Oh, I couldn't tell you that. It would spoil it for you.

Constance: Oh, but none of us will see it.

Constance: Tell me, what happened to William's little maid? I never saw her again after that dinner.

Mary Maceachran: Elsie?

Constance: Hmm.

Mary Maceachran: She's gone.

Constance: Aw, it's a pity, really. I thought it was a good idea to have someone in the house who is actually sorry he's dead.

[everyone starts clapping after Ivor has finished a song]

Constance: Please, don't encourage him

Constance: Do you think he'll be as long as he usually is?

Constance: They're rather a mixed bunch. That Mr. Weissman's very odd. Apparently, he produces motion pictures. The Charlie Chan Mysteries. Or does he direct them? I never know the difference. Mary! I suppose it's fun having a film star staying but there's always so little to talk about after the first flush of recognition. And why has Freddy Nesbitt brought that awful common little wife of his? Isabel only asked him because another gun dropped out; that's no excuse to inflict her on us all. Mary... Tomorrow, I'll have breakfast in bed, and then get straight up into the tweeds. What shirt have you brought?

Mary Maceachran: The green with the pink stripe.

Constance: Oh no dear, no. No, that's quite wrong. Always something very plain for country sports - the one I wore today will do.

Mary Maceachran: But it's soiled.

Constance: Well you can wash it, can't you?

[last lines]

Constance: Could you imagine someone being hanged because of something I said.

Mary Maceachran: I know. And what purpose could it possibly serve?

Constance: Bought marmalade? Oh dear, I call that very feeble.

[Many years ago, Sylvia and Louisa cut cards to decide which of them would marry Sir William. Louisa lost]

Constance: Anyone care for a game of bridge after dinner? Louisa, how about you?

Louisa Stockbridge: Oh, I don't think so. I've rather gone off cards. I've never been very lucky with them.

Sir William McCordle: Me too.

Constance: Tell me, how much longer are you going to go on making films?

Ivor Novello: I suppose that rather depends on how much longer the public want to see me in them.

Constance: It must be hard to know when it's time to throw in the towel... What a pity about that last one of yours... what was it called? "The Dodger"?

Ivor Novello: The Lodger.

Constance: The Lodger. It must be so disappointing when something just *flops* like that.

Constance: Mary, I don't think I'll wear that shirt after all. The other one's warmer, that's all I care about.

Constance: Awfully long repertoire.

Constance: Mabel is so clever to pack light. Why should one wear a different frock each evening, we're not in a fashion parade.

Constance: Seems much more than just background music.

Constance: Has anyone checked her outfit? She's probably in black velvet with a feather in her hair.

Rosebud: I heard you with Fryburg. He makes loud noises, and I hear them.

Constance: He makes loud noises?

Rosebud: Yeah, I wanna make them too. I told my psychiatrist.

Constance: What?

Rosebud: Well I had nothin' else to tell him so...

Fryburg: HEY!

Constance: Oh, fuck off, Fryburg.

Fryburg: I'm a fucking star!

Constance: Did he do his Richard Gere for you, jumping all around in his jockstrap?

Fryburg: GEAR!

Rosebud: I love Richard Gere. He's hot.

Fryburg: Hot chocolate!

Constance: Porkchops!

Rosebud: Porkchops!

Constance: Lambchops!

Rosebud: Lambchops!

Rosebud: [singing] We are beautiful. We are not ugly.

Constance, Baby, Rosebud: We are angry!

Constance: I enjoy gay people, but I just have a slight problem with my pregnant sister being in love with one of them.

Constance: Do you love him?

Nina: Yeah, whatever that means.

Sidney: Betty, we should go.

Constance: Betty was your other wife. I'm Constance.

Constance: [after being introduced to Luke, pauses briefly from licking on a sucker] Hola... sorry, I have an oral fixation.

Constance: You wanna lick?

Constance: Men at home are dead, these boys are ripe for picking!

Constance: I think it's about to get hotter in here!

Constance: I wanna have sex with you Roger, I don't wanna frickin' marry you!

Constance: I'll have a vodka, chilled. Make it a triple!

Constance: The countdown's begun.

Constance: A killer babe?

Constance: I wasn't supposed to have feelings about this.

Roger: About what?

Constance: About you. I've never met anyone like you Roger.

Roger: You say it like it's a bad thing.

Constance: It is... because everything you said about Lilly and I. It's true.

Constance: Ice cold hormones!

Constance: Although it would be the highest honor imaginable to be the first one to spawn. I will not take that chance with you, let's wait.

Paul: We take Medicard...

Constance: I'm uninsured.

Paul: I'm sorry, we don't take charity cases here.

[closes the door, and then opens it again]

Paul: [laughing] It was a joke.

Constance: The school has too many students, the money is just about gone, and Wilson hasn't the heart to turn away the new students who keep coming every day. The state pays only $1.49 a year to educate each Negro child - and the colored people who live here are too poor to help us.