Doreen Quotes in Hard Rain (1998)

Henry: Do you want me to get out of here?

Doreen: Of course, Henry.

Henry: Then shut the fuck up!

[singing]

Tammy: Are you scared we're on live?

Tracy Turnblad: No, I'm sure I can cope.

Amber Von Tussle: Well, this show isn't broadacst in...

Tammy, Amber Von Tussle, Shelley, Noreen, Doreen, Vicki, Darla, Becky: [with the other council girls] Cinemascope!

Velma Von Tussle: I never drank one chocolate malt. No desserts for Miss Baltimore Crabs.

Dr. Molly Griswold: Doreen, how did he get the name Tin Cup?

Doreen: Oh, he was the catcher on the high school baseball team. The star pitcher had a big-league curve... not all of his pitches hit Roy in the mitt, ouch. The team thought Tin Cup was a whole lot better than Clank.

Doreen: You're not one of those women who tries to fix men, I hope. I mean, men cannot be fixed, and especially him.

Doreen: You have a prostate exam at 2.

Richard: I'm going to miss these little talks, Doreen.

Doreen: Tell us who ye've been seein'.

Boab Snr: Dolly Parton.

Doreen: I can't hear ye.

Boab Snr: Dolly Parton!

Doreen: That fuckin' slut? I knew it. Who else?

Boab Snr: Anna Ford... and that Madonna, but just the once.

Doreen: Scumbag. Bastard. Ya dirty fuckin' prick! You know what this means...

Boab Snr: No, no Doreen... not the shite. I can't eat your shite.

Doreen: I'm gonna shite in your mouth. It's what we both want. Don't deny it.

Boab Snr: Shite in my mouth!

Muscles: [flexing] How do you like these pecks?

Doreen: [unzipping her top] How do you like these bushels?

Lt. Gower: We found the marijuana, sir!

Captain Blye: Burn ittt!

Crowd: No! No! No!

Captain Blye: I want them to see it destroyed, like it destroys their minds. You kids know what you're doing to yourselves?

Crowd: Yeah!

Captain Blye: Your body is a temple.

Doreen: Oh, I know.

Captain Blye: You should watch what you put into it.

Doreen: Oh, I do!

Doreen: I never thought I'd be contemplating marriage to a man who owned an automatic assault rifle.

Donald: It's not automatic, hon. It's semiautomatic. Automatic weapons are illegal. And why are you using the word "contemplating?"

Doreen: I just mean, Donald, you seem so different.

Donald: Hey, Frizzer, I'm no different, I'm just armed.

Doreen: I'm sure no one who matters watches the five o'clock news.

Donald Quinelle: This will be like skiing, except for the booby traps.

Doreen: I don't believe in surviving. I believe in living.

Doreen: You're after something... and it ain't my pussy!

Doreen: You a cop?

Harry: You wanna look in my wallet? Pat me down?

Doreen: You're the one who seems to want to do the patting.

Harry: [taking pictures of Doreen as she strips] The last one was underexposed.

Doreen: Oh, yeah? And I say wait 'til I get my pants off, you want more exposure.

Harry: That's pretty good.

Doreen: Or, as the dude says, "What size is your aperture?"

Harry: A lot of laughs in your business, huh?

Doreen: [to Tony] Can I wipe your forehead?

[Frank is drunk at the cocktail party]

Stan Fine: Frank is the luckiest guy in town!

Frank Whitaker: It's all smoke and mirrors, fellas. That's all it is. You should see her without her face on.

Doreen: Frank!

Cathy Whitaker: No, he's absolutely right. We ladies are never what we appear, and every girl has her secrets.

[last lines]

Doreen: What did you do that for?

Arthur Seaton: I don't know, just felt like it I suppose.

Doreen: Maybe one of those houses will be for us.

Arthur Seaton: I know.

Doreen: You shouldn't throw things like that.

Arthur Seaton: It won't be the last one I'll throw. C'mon duck, let's go down!

Doreen: Sharp, ain't he.

Arthur Seaton: Is it somebody's birthday?

Doreen: It's Mum's anniversary if you want to know.

Arthur Seaton: I can't see your dad.

Doreen: That's because he's not there.

Arthur Seaton: Well, is he coming?

Doreen: I shouldn't think so, he left her 15 years ago today and she's just having a drink on it.

Arthur Seaton: [laughs]

Doreen: Well I'm glad someone thinks it's funny.

Arthur Seaton: What's your name then duck?

Doreen: Doreen, rotten name ain't it.

Arthur Seaton: What's wrong with it? Mine's Arthur, neither of them's up to much but it's not our fault, is it.

Arthur Seaton: What do you do in the week Doreen, do you ever go to pictures?

Doreen: Only on Wednesday, why?

Arthur Seaton: That's funny, I go on Wednesday n'all. Which one you go to?

Doreen: The Granby, as a rule

Arthur Seaton: I'll see you next Wednesday then at 7.

Doreen: Fast worker aren't you. All right, but not on the back row.

Doreen: What's that black stuff you're drinking, it looks like treacle.

Arthur Seaton: Beer and stout, try a drop.

Doreen: No thanks, I think I tasted it once but it was horrible.

Arthur Seaton: Well, I'm not a boozer either but I'm going fishing this afternoon and I like a drop beforehand.

Arthur Seaton: Where do you work then Doreen?

Doreen: Me? Harrison's, the hairnet factory, I've been there ever since I left school.

Doreen's Mother: Since when's he been your young man?

Doreen: Not long.

Doreen's Mother: He looks a bit rough if you ask me.

Betty: Oh he's all right.

Doreen: Well you don't know him yet, do you?

Doreen's Mother: Not like you know him I don't suppose.

Doreen: Well, anyway, I like him.

Doreen: You know the girl at our firm?

Arthur Seaton: Which one?

Doreen: You know, Tina, the one in the photo.

Arthur Seaton: What about her?

Doreen: She got married yesterday, she looked ever so nice.

Arthur Seaton: What was the bloke like, could you smell the drink? They must've been drunk to get married.

Doreen: You're in a rotten mood today.

Arthur Seaton: I lost 5 quid at the races.

Doreen: Serves you right, you shouldn't waste your money.

Arthur Seaton: It's not wasted, I enjoy betting.

Doreen: I don't care what you do with your money, its naught to do with me.

Arthur Seaton: Well, stop telling me off then.

Doreen: I'm not telling you off, you don't think I'm bothered about you like that do you?

Arthur Seaton: That's not what you said in the pictures just now.

Doreen: You're a pig, bringing it up like that.

Doreen: Why don't you ever take me where it's lively and there's plenty of people?

Doreen: This is a nice room, are all them clothes 'yorn.

Arthur Seaton: Ah, just a few rags.

Doreen: They must have cost you a pretty penny.

Arthur Seaton: I get good wages.

Arthur Seaton: What's it like outside?

Doreen: It's a bit cold.

Arthur Seaton: Not in bed it 'int, it's warm under all these blankets - come and try.

Doreen: What do you take me for?

Arthur Seaton: Well we're courting aren't we?

Doreen: You might call it courting.

Arthur Seaton: Your a nice girl Doreen, I like you a lot. I reckon you oughta stay with me for good so's that I don't get knocked down by any more horses. Trouble with me is I'm always bumping into things, it's not much of a paying game.

Doreen: You'll have to watch where you're going then won't you.

Arthur Seaton: Your mam takes all night to read the paper, does she read slow or is she looking a the adverts?

Doreen: She reads every word. She loves her newspaper more than a book.

Doreen: You won't tell anybody anything, will you?

Arthur Seaton: Why should I? It pays to keep your trap shut. Sit down.

Doreen: No it don't.

Arthur Seaton: I've just told you, haven't I? I told you - I got run over with a horse and cart.

Doreen: You are a liar.

Doreen: I asked mam if we could live at home, she said it'd be alright.

Arthur Seaton: Till we get a new house, I wouldn't mind an old one me'self.

Doreen: I would, I want a new one with a bathroom and everything.

Arthur Seaton: I got beat up with 2 soldiers.

Doreen: What for?

Arthur Seaton: Well I've been knocking around with a married woman and her husband set them onto me, 2 onto 1, so they beat me. I'dve flattened them if they'd been one at a time.

The Priest: She's a remarkable woman. The Lord has given her great inner strength. She's sitting up in bed.

Doreen: Sitting up and dead?

The Priest: Dear me. no! She's alive.

Mike: Are you okay?

Doreen: My head.

Mike: I don't think you broke your head.

Doreen: You really think there's something out there trying to kill us?

[Something inside the house breaks]

Mike: No, now it may be inside.

Doreen: Where's Jim?

Mike: He's melting in the other room.