Kingman Quotes in America's Sweethearts (2001)

Kingman: I spent eighty-six million dollars of the studio's money on twenty seconds of titles. That's all he sent me, the *titles*! And a note: "Dave, we could also do these in blue."

[angrily crumples the note and hurls it to the floor]

Kingman: We *had* to make a Hal Weidmann picture!

Davis: The man's won three Oscars. He's a genius.

Kingman: No! There's only been one genius in this business, and that was Señor Wences! A little lipstick, some hair, and his hand, and the guy had a career for eighty-five years!

Kingman: I want only one thing: if people think that Eddie and Gwen are going to get back together again, they will go see this movie. I need you to make that happen.

Lee: [smirks] Oh, that'll be easy.

Kingman: Well, look, just make it look like maybe it *could* happen...

Lee: Dave, she has a restraining order against him, and he flipped out, he's nuts! He's living in some nut hut up in the mountains or something.

Kingman: So what? I don't care! I need Eddie and Gwen back together again, smiling and happy! We can sell the shit out of that, Lee.

Lee: What about the Spaniard?

Kingman: Unless I get a script called "I Shtupped Castro", I don't know what to do with him.

Kingman: All right, look... if you won't do it for me, do it for my father, okay? You guys worked together a long time. You had a real bond.

Lee: Your father was a psychotic.

Kingman: You spoke at his funeral.

Lee: I loved him. You I can't stand.

Kingman: [on the phone] Hi, Hal? How are you, darling? I've been thinking about you cause I... I wanted to... to... to send you a basket or something. How's the movie?

Hal Weidmann: It's finding its way.

Kingman: Well, do you think it could find its way to the studio? Because we have a few little things to do with it, like *finish* it.

Hal Weidmann: It's finished, Dave.

Kingman: Oh. Great! How is it?

Hal Weidmann: My mother thinks it's the best thing I've ever done.

Kingman: Can I speak with her?

Hal Weidmann: No, Dave.

Kingman: Can we send someone to pick it up, Hal?

Hal Weidmann: You know, Dave, you haven't said anything yet about the titles.

Kingman: Oh. Oh, I love them. I have no notes.

Hal Weidmann: When's the press junket?

Kingman: [apprehensively] Weekend of the 21st. Why?

Hal Weidmann: Cause I want the press to be the first to see it.

Kingman: No...

Hal Weidmann: I'll bring it to the junket. We'll all experience it together.

Kingman: No, Hal! No, no, no! No, no, I'm the head of the studio! I don't experience things with the press!

Hal Weidmann: I'm hanging up now, Dave.

Lee: It's him. On the phone.

Kingman: Who?

Lee: Hal.

Kingman: I'll kill him! That sick son-of-a-bitch bastard! Put him on the speaker!

[Lee turns on the speaker]

Kingman: [sweetly] Hi, Hal! How are you, darling? You're in my thoughts. I want to send you a basket.