Hope Quotes in Best Men (1997)

Jesse: I'm letting you go.

Hope: You're letting me go? That is so, so male!

Hope: Don't give up on yourself.

Thomas Kinkade: I'm not giving up.

Hope: Why do you try to ruin everything that's good in my life? Really, Lance what the hell did I ever do to you?

Lance: All of America talking about your fucking bronze. Third place. I won gold and silver and everyone got up for Hope's miracle. Well, because of you, I'm never gonna get that moment back and I'll damn make sure you won't either.

Hope: I had no control of what people talk about. Take that up with the God of Gymnastics.

Lance: I *am* the fucking God of Gymnastics! You're talking to fucking Zeus! I made my own destiny. And not on milking some pity vote for fame and glory over one lucky accident but by consistency of excellence. You think you're gonna show me up again? Hell fucking no. And pretty soon that beat up nostalgia train you've been riding since 2004 is gonna come to a pathetic, useless halt. Can't fucking wait.

Hope: Scale of one to 10, that was a...

Maggie: Yeah.

Hope: When you're coming off your giant, your tuck is getting sloppy and your legs are separating. Unless you're catching spinning air dicks in there, I want you to keep 'em closed.

Lance: Hey, water boy, I can't drink that bottle of piss you gave me. Here's five bucks. Why don't you get me a Fiji, or something pH balanced? And if you're lucky, I'll let you taste my nuts. Hope's tasted my nuts before, right?

Hope: Do not get that water, Twitchy.

Lance: Are you winking at me?

Ben: No.

Lance: What, are we flirting right now? What's happening?

Hope: Hey! Don't make fun of people with deformity problems.

Ben: I'm actually not deformed. But it's not a problem. I'll go get the water, pH balanced, for men.

Hope: No. Get out!

Counter Boy: What?

Hope: No-boy rule. That's it. Get the fuck out. You'll see her in six months. Absence makes the dick grow harder. Maggie, get up here. Get up here, now.

Maggie: Hope, I was just doing what you said.

Hope: You better get ready to stop acting like a loser and start acting like a champion. You better not have gotten any clit jazz on my car.

Lance: Thank's Maggie. I think I've seen enough.

Maggie: I think my camel toe's a little off.

Lance: Excuse me?

Hope: She's a bit of a perv.

Hope: Early bird catches the sperm.

Hope: Hey- Yo. Which one of you guys want to buy me a drink?

Cute Guy at Bar: Laughs

Hope: That's me.

Cute Guy at Bar: That's you?

Hope: Yep.

Cute Guy at Bar: You look nice.

Hope: I still, like, hardly ever get my period. So you don't gotta worry about knocking me up. You could fuck me all raw and shit.

Cute Guy at Bar: Laughs Wow. So, if we buy you a drink...

Hope: Will I let you double team me? Absolutely.

Cute Guy at Bar: Could you just leave us alone?

Hope: I'm not running home and telling my dad every time you get camel toe.

Maggie: What's camel toe?

Hope: Just a pro term for sticking a landing.

Stan: We're not done here. I'm setting boundaries. No more allowance.

Hope: Are you insane? Why are you insane?

Stan: Hope Annabelle, let's de-escalate, shall we?

Hope: You're cutting off my allowance and you want me to stop stealing? What kind of a sick monster are you?

Stan: Do not call me a monster.

Hope: Throughout history, those who are truly great, have stepped up. Just like all of you. You give me a smile or a wave. Or sometimes you break the celebrity boundary and come up to me, tell me about where you were on the day I made this country proud. There is a reason I call this town my home. 'Cause you fuckers remind me of who I am. And who I can be. I am... Coach Hope.

Lance: Here's a warning - you don't wanna fuck with me.

Hope: I fuck with whoever I want whenever I want. I'll fuck with them so hard, I'll rip their taints in half. Then, I'll wear one part of the taint in a locket, around my neck; give the other half of the taint locket to your mom... to shove up her ass! Pretty soon after, at the whorehouse she whores around at, someone'll say to her, "Hey, Mrs. Tucker, what's that shiny little object coming out of your crack?" She'll be like, "Oh, this ass jewelry? Just spit shined it up. Hope Ann Gregory gave me that, as a reminder that my son's a fucking loser!"

Hope: Shut your cockhole.

Maggie: My what?

Hope: Don't worry about it.

Hope: Mountain Dew, large.

Counter Boy: Diet?

Hope: Did I say diet?

Counter Boy: Sorry. Most girls order diet. Okay. That comes to $9.30.

Hope: Oh... no, it doesn't.

Tony: No, no, no. She's on the house. Don't you know who this is?

Hope: You tell him, Tony.

Tony: Check the wall, son.

Hope: Yeah. Check the wall, son.

Counter Boy: You used to be way skinnier.

Hope: You only give me $500 a week, so I'm forced to steal! If you cut off my allowance, I'm gonna have to suck dicks in a Cost Final bathroom for money! Is that what you want, Dad? Do you want me to suck on dirty dicks in a discount warehouse toilet?

Stan: Look, I never said that dirty dicks were the solution here. Why do you need all this money if I'm paying for the roof over your head?

Matt: Hey, Hope.

Hope: Take these.

Matt: Okay.

Hope: Any new stuff in the back?

Matt: Yeah, totally. It's supposed to be bomb-ass shit. He said it was government grade. I don't know if that means that the government grows it, or maybe they just grade it?

Hope: Stop you right there. Do not talk about politics. It's crass. You're gonna lose a lot of customers.

Matt: But you don't... You don't pay me.

Stan: Hello?

Hope: Hey, it's me. Guess who the new team coordinator is. Lance The Fucker Tucker.

Stan: Who?

Hope: The guy who popped my cherry.

Stan: Don't give him that power, honey. Remember, you're a gymnast and your hymen broke without the help of a man.

Hope: Fine. The one who was the first to fuck me. He said he's gonna take Maggie away from me 'cause the little cunt blew her routine.

Stan: No. What? Why did she blow her routine?

Hope: Because she sucks!

Dominique Moceanu: So, Coach, Maggie's heading into her final signature event. And although it's a tight race, it appears as if a spot on the podium is Maggie's to lose.

Hope: Yep.

Dominique Moceanu: Well, it was 12 years ago when you yourself were here. Both of you from the same small town, it looks as if Amherst, Ohio, will have a new hometown hero. How do you feel about sharing that legacy? Coach?

Hope: We share a few things, right, Dominique? Right? Like that Brazilian javelin thrower? He knew how to throw a javelin. You were an animal that night.

Dominique Moceanu: Um well...

Ben: Pretty strict diet.

Hope: That's nothing. I once ate nothing but watermelon juice for a month. I had to reteach my jaw how to chew.

Hope: Now, close your eyes.

Maggie: Are we praying? I love that. Let's hold hands.

Hope: Sometimes we hurt people when we're balls deep in our own bullshit.

Dr. Finch: Everyone! Come quickly! Wake up! Wake up! A miracle! A miracle! A miracle has occured!

Agnes Finch: What're you looking at?

Natalie: Dad's morning shit.

Dr. Finch: See? See how the duplicoil is breaking out of the surface of the water? Holy Father.

Agnes Finch: Doctor, let me draw you a nice bath.

Dr. Finch: Agnes, go get a shoehorn. A shoehorn, Agnes.

Hope: But what does it mean, Dad?

Dr. Finch: It means our financial situation is turning around. It means things are looking upward. Literally, the shit is pointing out of the pot! Towards Heaven, to God. My turd is a direct communication from the Holy Father.

[Augusten and Natalie try to hide their laughter]

Dr. Finch: No, no, no, no, children. No. Laugh. Laugh! God is... He is the funniest man in the universe. Agnes, I want you to carefully remove this, take it outside, and let it dry in the sun. We're starting a shrine, Agnes. A shrine. Hope, let's prepare.

Hope: You know Natalie, youre so oral, you'll never get to anal

Natalie: And youll never get a dick in your dried up cunt, you old maid!

[from trailer]

Hope: What are you guys doing?

[Augusten is wired with electrodes to his face]

Natalie: Electro-shock therapy.

Hope: Awesome!

Hope: You've lost your smile.

[pause]

Hope: You've lost your smile.

Sam: [voice over] Her name was Hope. She had this winning smile that could take home Olympic Gold.

Hope: What did Snow White say to Pinocchio when she was sitting on his face? "Lie to me. Lie to me".

Hope: You know what I think we should do?

Sam: No.

Hope: Which window did you say was your ex girlfriends?

Sam: I think it was that one.

[Hope sling shots a rock through Gretchen's window using her bra]

Hope: My number is five, five, five...

Sam: Okay.

Hope: Six, three, four, four

Sam: Okay. Six, three, four, four. Okay great.

Hope: Don't forget this. Smile.

Sam: Yeah. And thank you for giving it back to me.

Hope: Thanks for the ride.

Sam: Okay.

Hope: Call me.

Sam: I will.

Hope: Bye.

Sam: Oh, wow, Hope! Hey!

Hope: Hello, Sam.

Sam: Oh, my God. I've been looking for you everywhere. You have no idea. I am so, so sorry I never called. You wrote your number down in my palm and it was pouring raining that night, and it just washed off.

Hope: It's okay.

Sam: How are you? You look like someone dropped an ACME safe on your head.

Hope: Sam you've been really sweet. I think it's best we say goodbye now.

Hope: You are a true friend. And now I've fallen completely in love with you.

Hope: You remember how you said Mozart was a musical pod?

Reverend James: Prodigy.

Hope: Yeah, well, I've got one of those and he's living under my bed!

Hope: [as August enters the room] You the one slept under my bed?

August Rush: [watches her as she plays the piano] Do you live here?

Hope: Me and my grandma do till our boat comes in. Do you like music?

August Rush: More than food.

Hope: [looks at him strangely, then continues] Do you know your notes?

August Rush: I've never seen them like that before.

Hope: See here: "Every Good Boy Does Fine" on the lines. And "F-A-C-E" in between. And "Great Big Dogs Fight Animals". And "All Cars Eat Gas". Get it?

August Rush: You're like an angel.

Hope: [thinks August is weird] Okay. I gotta go.

Marion: Fifty. I didn't think anything turning thirty. Everybody said I would. Then they said I'd be crushed turning forty, but they were wrong. I didn't give it a second's thought. Then they said that I'd be traumatized when I hit fifty, and they were right. I'll tell you the truth, I don't think I've ever recovered my balance since turning fifty.

Hope: Oh, gee, fifty's not so old.

Marion: No, I know it isn't, but... you just suddenly look up and see where you are.

Hope: You're in a good spot, aren't you?

Marion: Well, I thought I was. But then there's chances gone by you can't have back again.

Hope: Like what?

Marion: I don't know. Maybe it would be nice to have a child.

Hope: You really think that?

Marion: I do. I never said it before, but I do.

Hope: I really can't believe I'm saying this. Lately, I've had odd feelings about my marriage. Its as if its been - coming apart. And I've been in just so many ways denying it. I must admit, I have moments when I question whether I made the right choice.

Hope: I guess we all imagine what might have been. But that was a long time ago.

Hope: She can't allow herself to feel. And the result is she's lead this cold, cerebral life. And its alienated everyone around her.

Hope: She's pretended for so long that everything's fine, but, you can see clearly how, how lost she is.

Hope: I guess you can't keep deep feelings closed out forever, you know. So, I just don't want to look up when I'm her age and find that my life is empty.

Hope: The sunflowers are beautiful. Beware of the experiment.

[gunshot]

[last lines]

Martha: Hope? Hope? Hope?

Hope: Mommy?