Lily Quotes in Faster (2010)

Lily: [about new target] Who is he?

Killer: That's not a question I ever ask.

Lily: The Nice People are always the first to die. Do I look like a nice person.

Lily: Well, I'm Lil Stevens, the new entertainer from Chicago. Right now I'd like to sleep.

Pete: Oh. The new equipment.

Pete: Now, baby, I'm not trying to rush you.

Lily: [Slaps his face] Silly boy!

Alex: I'm a master of my own fate, Lily.

Lily: Which is why it upsets me so much, because you choose to do what you do.

Alex: What do you want me to do?

Lily: Anything else.

Alex: This is all I have.

Lily: I don't believe that.

Rooster: Oh sir. We are just so thrilled to have found Annie. We don't need any money.

Daddy Warbucks: I'll take it back.

Lily: Of course, we are poor people. It would help us a lot. We could buy her milk, a warm blanket.

Daddy Warbucks: Put it in your pocket, Mrs. Mudge.

Rooster: This is Lily St. Regis.

Lily: Named from the hotel.

Miss Hannigan: Room service!

Miss Hannigan: I bet you Miss Sticky Fingers here can loan you a lousy five bucks.

Lily: I beg your pardon, I'm sure, but I don't stoop to what you're incineratin'.

Miss Hannigan: Give me back my goods, toots.

[Lily hands Miss Hannigan the jewelry that she had been holding. Miss Hannigan clears her throat and stares at Lily's chest. Lily then pulls the rest of the jewelry out of her dress]

Rooster: Easy Street. Easy Street. Annie is the key.

Miss Hannigan: Yessiree.

Lily: Yessiree.

Rooster: Yessiree.

Lily: [after Adam has finished making her an elaborate birthday cake] I've had better.

Lily: You're the ogre.

Adam Jones: Yes. But I bake great cakes.

Lily: Evangeline, do you love Papa?

Evangeline: Of course not! I know my place. That wouldn't be right. I mean... yes.

Lily: Papa, do you love Evangeline?

Mr. Brown: What are you saying? That- that would be totally improper. I mean a thing like that could- could never happen. I mean, obviously... yes.

Simon Brown: You must feel at such a disadvantage, Nanny McPhee.

Nanny McPhee: In what way?

Simon Brown: We know your name... but you don't know ours.

[holds out hand]

Simon Brown: Pleased to make your acquantence, I'm Oglinton Fartworthy.

[Children giggle whilst making farty noises]

Nanny McPhee: [Shakes Simon's hand] How d'you do.

Simon Brown: That's F-A-R-T, Fartworthy.

Tora: Booger McHorsefanny.

Lily: Knickers O'Muffin.

Eric Brown: Sandra.

Christianna: Bum.

Sebastian: I'm Bum!

Christianna: Oh, Bosoms.

[Children giggle out loud]

Baby Agatha: Bum.

Christianna: You can't be Bum, Aggie! Sebastian's Bum. You're Poop.

Baby Agatha: Poop Bum.

Sebastian: You can't be Poop and Bum!

Tora: [deciding who will go with their great-aunt] Well, I'm the eldest girl. I'll go.

Lily: No. I've always known I was destined for tragedy. I'll go.

Baby Agatha: Aggy go.

Eric Brown: Don't be silly, Aggy. You're not even a whole girl yet.

Christianna: No. She wanted me. I'll go.

Sebastian: You can't all go.

Lily: The only thing I told you was how a pain in the ass you were.

Gwen Cummings: well I am a pain in the ass

Lily: Even a pain in the ass needs, someone, to take care of them. I didn't do that, I didn't and, I should have. I should have helped you with your homework, I should have walked you home after school. Sometimes I'd be walking with my friends and I'd see you half a block ahead, all alone. You were so little.

Gwen Cummings: Well, so were you

Lily: Yeh

Gwen Cummings: Well, I never asked for help so...

Lily: But you needed it, didn't you. I mean everybody does

Gwen Cummings: Yep... I'm sorry I make it so impossible to love me...

[crying]

Lily: You make it impossible for me not to love you

Gwen Cummings: [Breaking down] I'm sorry I make it impossible for you to love me.

Lily: [Consoling her] Oh, Gwen, you make it impossible for me not to love you.

Lily: Gwen, you make it impossible to love you.

Derek Thompson: Does this tutu make my butt look big?

Lily: Yes.

Lily: Can you try not to like not squish me?

Lily: You guys do what you need to do. Your baby won't care. Kids are resilient. And they're genetically predetermined anyway. They're screwed up out of the womb. So what? They'll have cell phones, they'll be fine. Okay?

Lily: Burt, you worked with a lesbian, didn't you?

Burt Farlander: Oh! Yes. Yes, I did.

Lily: I can't hear you!

Burt Farlander: I just don't think we should be talking about it right in front of the children.

Lily: Oh, please. Burt, It's just white noise to them. Listen, watch this. Taylor? Taylor? Taylor? Taylor? Taylor? Taylor? Taylor?

[no answer from his son, seated nearby]

Lily: I can keep going on and on. They don't hear us. Seriously. So tell me about the dyke.

Gaspar Voorsboch: [pointing a Sword at Deuce] You die with the rest of them, Gigolo! Those Gigalos... robbed Me of My Manhood, I was never able to satisfy a Woman, and I shall see to it that they don't either!

[Starts sword fighting with Deuce]

Deuce Bigalow: You don't have to kill anybody, Gaspar, cause You can please a Woman! These Gigalos... don't know what they're talking about!

Chadsworth Buckingham, III: [Watching from the TV outside the Building] Is He talking about us?

Deuce Bigalow: Do You really think that all a Woman wants; is for someone to give Her a mud pretzel, Turkish snow cone, or an Irish facial?

Chadsworth Buckingham, III: Yes they do, liar!

[All the Women nod in disagreement]

Deuce Bigalow: All a Woman really wants; is someone who cares about Her, asks Her about or day, or how She's feeling... or or at least pretends to.

Chadsworth Buckingham, III: [All the Women agree with Deuce] What?

Gaspar Voorsboch: ...or when She's sad...

[Gaspar lunges his sword at Deuce, but misses]

Gaspar Voorsboch: ... cry with Her! Face it, these Gigalos are just ripping Women off!

Chadsworth Buckingham, III: Hey, I'll let You know that I've had absolutely no complaints from any of those freaks!

Lily: [Slaps His Face] I faked it!

Deuce Bigalow: Women don't care if You drive a fancy car, wear a Rolex watch, or have a gigantic schlong like... Heinz Hummer.

Mahmoud: This Guy knows his shit!

Chadsworth Buckingham, III: [All the Gigalos pull out objects that make it look like they have bulges] What are You all doing?... anybody else? *Lil' Kim pulls out a Tootsie roll*

Deuce Bigalow: Let a Woman You know You really care about Her, and maybe She'll give You an Irish facial.

Gaspar Voorsboch: [Knocks the sword out of Deuces hand, pulls out the remote detonator] We die together, Deuce!

Deuce Bigalow: Please sir, You don't have to do this!

Gaspar Voorsboch: They ruined My Life!

Deuce Bigalow: Just give Me the detonator...

Gaspar Voorsboch: No, My penis exploded!

Deuce Bigalow: O.k... that's a tough one, I'll give You that, but having a penis... is overrated, trust Me.

Lily: How did you find out where I live?

Jarrod: I got my flatmate to ring up your work. Tell them it was an emergency. You probably shouldn't go in there, they think you're dead.

Lily: Some people don't have sleeping bags.

Lily: Do you want the big fries?

Jarrod: No.

Lily: It's free. I'll give them to you. The big size. Free. You'll save a dollar fifty. Free.

Jarrod: Um, ok.

Lily: Do you want cheese on your burger?

Jarrod: No, thanks.

Lily: It's free, too. I'll give it to you. You'll save sixty cents.

Jarrod: No, thanks.

Lily: Why? It's free cheese.

Jarrod: Can't eat cheese.

Lily: Oh, ok. No cheese.

[as Lily enters the room, her face caked in makeup]

Doug Davis: Woah!

Nancy: Wow!

Doug Davis: Stop the press! We've got a fashion model in the house! Is that the makeup you got from us?

Lily: Yep.

Doug Davis: And your skin's all right?

Lily: Yep. Why?

Nancy: Oh, we were just wondering.

Lily: I have two things to say. One: I am leaving tomorrow on a bus. Two: that could change.

Jonah: Take me away from here.

Lily: Where?

Jonah: Anywhere. Help me escape.

Lily: Okay. Where should we go?

Jonah: Where do you want to go?

Lily: Home, I want to go home.

Jonah: Ah, home's horrible. You must want to go somewhere else.

Lily: Mmm, dunno. Australia?

Jonah: Nah, not there. My ex-wife lives there.

Lily: What, is she alive?

Jonah: Who cares about her, she's a lesbian.

Lily: [fending off Charlie Boughtflower's amorous attentions - but not too hard] Oh, Charlie, you are dreadful!

Heather: [to Lily] Speaking of suicide prevention, do you have a boyfriend, Lily?

Rose: Are you dating anyone?

Lily: I don't see the connection.

Heather: You don't?

Violet: Boyfriends are a primary suicide risk.

Violet: Hello! Are you a new student?

Lily: Yes.

Violet: Good, we thought so. We'd like to help you.

Lily: [about Charlie] I would hate to think what would happen if one of you guys got her claws into him.

Rose: That's outrageous! We're perfectly nice! We've met lots of pathetic guys, and nothing very bad happened.

Lily: Oh my god! How crazy! He's completely insane. I almost dated him!

Heather: You can say that about a lot of guys.

Lily: There's no logic to the algebra of love.

Fred Packenstacker: The algebra of love? That sounds like the title of some lame book.

Lily: It's a title but the book's not lame at all.

Fred Packenstacker: Love's algebra? I always thought it was more geometry.

Lily: Okay, the title's not good but the book is.

Fred Packenstacker: What's it say?

Lily: Well, that while we're all perverse in our romantic preferences, there's actually this logic, or algebra to our perversity. And it has something to do with how the species has evolved.

Fred Packenstacker: The survival of the species?

Lily: Yes, and whether it will continue to do so.

Violet: Rose has a very sensitive nose. Have you heard of "nasal shock syndrome?" Any harsh, acrid, or just "disgusting" odor sends Rose into nasal shock

Rose: This wasn't true nasal shock. Had it been, I'd've lost consciousness entirely.

Lily: Just from some b.o.?

Violet: "Just some b.o .?" Omigod, Lily, you must have a very high threshold for pain! That'll serve you well here at Seven Oaks!

Heather: [about Lily's friend] " Zavier " with a " Z? "

Lily: No, I think it's with an "X."

Heather: No, I'm certain it's a "Z." " Zavier " Like " Zorro. " It's the same sound.

[Draws a "Z" in the air with her finger]

Heather: Zorro marked his name with a "Z."

Lily: It's an "X."

Heather: But Zorro's with a "Z." I t's the same.

Violet: Okay, let's see if we can figure this out. Used at the beginning of a name, " Z " and "X" have the same pronunciation.

Heather: But it's Zorro- with a "Z."

Violet: Actually there were two " Zorros. " One spelt his name with a " Z " and made a " Z " mark for Zorro , the other one spelled him name with an "X" and with his sword he'd make an "X" mark . What was really unfair was that, because he marked his name with an "X", everybody assumed he was illiterate, when actually he was spelling correctly

Violet: I'm not convinced that having a "Suicide Prevention Center" prevents any suicides.

Rose: Well, the coffee's good.

Lily: If someone were really determined to destroy themselves, I don't think they'd stop for coffee.

Heather: I suppose it depends on what it tastes like.

Heather: Doar dorm has the university's highest fatality rate as well as the worst hygiene.

Lily: Highest suicide rate.

Violet: No, the highest fatality rate. It's not certain what percentage were intentional and how many were just due to a temporary unawareness of gravity's laws.

Violet: We've gotta keep in mind that these guys are young people. They're essentially immature and... crying out for help and guidance.

Rose: Though they don't know it.

Heather: No, they don't, but we do.

Lily: Um, but aren't they the same age as we are?

Rose: Only numerically.

Lily: Hi Paul. What did you do last night?

Paul: Tried to burn my house down.

Henri: Hi, I'm Henri.

Lily: I'm Lily, this is...

Kat: Kat.

Lily: I've had it with men. They are so fascinated by their own crap. It took me four years to get the last one out. These days my idea of a hot date is a long shower by myself before bed.

Lily: I watched 20/20, it was shocking! Did you know the government is wasteful?

[on the coach waiting to go to the Airport]

Marge: I hope there's some young ones!

Lily: Oh stop worrying, Marge, they told me there was a big party of young blokes coming.

Marge: I certainly hope so.

Lily: [On the phone] I have inside information. I had supper with the King last night. Yes, King's have to eat too!

Lily: You're treating him like a side of potatoes!

Lily: Isn't sugar better than vinegar?

Lily: Bad people read newspapers too.

Lily: All your boyhood stories make you so damn lovable.

Lily: I'm eating.

Gordo: We noticed. You need a shovel down there, sweetheart?

Lily: How did that go the other week?

Vera: Same as usual.

Lily: Nervous little thing wasn't she?

Vera: I know. I put her right. Set her mind at rest.

Lily: You always do, don't ya?

Lily: [to kids objecting that the authorities took the meteor away] It's the law, right? The man explained everything to me. Anything that falls from the sky belongs to the law, alright.

Micky: I don't see them coming around here to claim all the rain and the pollution.

Nina: You put something in my drink.

Lily: Yeah.

Nina: And then you just took off in the morning?

Lily: In the morning?

Nina: Yeah, you slept over.

Lily: [baffled] Um... no. Unless your name is Tom and you got a dick.

Nina: But we...

Lily: But we what, Nina?

[pause]

Lily: Wait... did you have some sort of lezzy wet dream about me?

Nina: [whispers] Stop it.

Lily: Oh my God? Oh my God! You did! You fantasized about me!

Nina: [embarassed] Shut up!

Lily: [gasps] Was I good?

Andrew: You haven't told me who you are.

Nina: I'm a dancer.

Andrew: No, I meant your name.

Nina: Oh, Nina.

Tom: So are you two sisters?

Nina: No.

Lily: Yes! Blood sisters.

Nina: We dance in the same company.

Tom: Ah, ballerinas. No wonder you two look alike.

Lily: So, you know, Tom and Jerry here are gay lovers.

Andrew: I've never been to the ballet.

Lily: Well then you are definitely not gay.

Tom: I think it's kind of boring though, isn't it?

Nina: No it's not!

Lily: No. You know what? It's just not for everyone.

Lily: Hey! You were amazing. Seriously, I know that things got all messed up between us. I mean, holy shit you completely blew me away!

Lily: I don't think we ever officially met. I'm Lily.

Nina: Hi, Nina.

Lily: Yes, our new swan queen! You must be so excited. Are you freaking out?

Nina: [chuckles] Yeah.

Lily: Yeah, it's okay. I would be losing my mind.

Lily: A rough start, huh? Must have been pretty humiliating.

Nina: Get out of my room!

Lily: See, I'm just worried about the next act. I'm not sure you're feeling up to it.

Nina: Stop. Please stop!

Lily: How about I dance the black swan for you?

Erica: Do you have any idea what time it is?

Nina: [drunk] Uh... late?

Erica: Where have you been?

Nina: To the moon!

Lily: And back.

Erica: You've been drinking.

Nina: Ding ding ding ding!

Erica: What else?

Nina: Huh?

Erica: [raises voice] What else have you been doing?

Nina: Oh, you want to know their names?

[laughs]

Erica: You need to sleep this off.

Nina: No, there were two. There was Tom, there was Jerry.

[laughing]

Erica: [interrupts] Be quiet, Nina!

Nina: And I fucked them both!

Erica: [yells] Shut your mouth!

Lily: I can't believe he calls her that. It's so gross.

Nina: I think it's sweet.

Lily: Little princess? He probably calls every girl that.

Nina: No way! That's just for Beth.

Lily: I bet he'll be calling you little princess any day now.

Nina: I don't know about that.

Lily: Sure he will. You just got to let him lick your pussy.

Nina: What are you doing here?

Lily: I just came by to apologize. You're right, I should have never spoken to him about you.

Erica: [interrupts] Sweetheart.

Nina: Give me a second.

Erica: Your dinner.

Nina: Mom! Please?

Lily: Oh, she's a trip.

[chuckles]

Nina: How do you know where I live?

Lily: I have my ways.

[notices Nina's nervousness]

Lily: Jesus, relax! I got it from Susie in the office. Look, I just feel really shitty about what I did and I just really want to make it up to you, so how about I take you out to dinner?

Nina: I don't think...

Lily: [interrupts] Ok, that's fine! What about drinks?

Erica: Sweetie, you need to rest.

Lily: [chuckles] Jesus!

Nina: Wait.

[goes into the apartment to grab shoes and a coat]

Erica: What are you doing?

Nina: Going out!

Lily: What are you going to do? Run home to mommy?

Lily: Oh, soloists?

[Nina nods]

Lily: Great! I fuckin' missed my stop. Had to hoof it all the way from 79th.

Veronica: [whispering] Who's that?

Galina: It's that girl from San Francisco.

Lily: [nervously chuckles] Hey?

Lily: Live a little.

Thomas Leroy: Go get warmed up!

Lily: No it's okay, I'm good!

Lily: C'mon, I'm about to burst!

Lily: How about I dance the Black Swan for you?

Lily: So, how is he? Thomas?

Nina: I wouldn't know.

Lily: Oh come on.

Nina: I really don't want to talk about that.

Lily: [sarcastically] Ah, okay! You really need to relax.

Lily: Want to spruce up? I carry a spare in case I wake up somewhere unexpected.

Nina Sayers: What's she doing here?

Lily: He made me your alternate.

[last lines]

Nate: [whispers] I love you.

[Nate jumps off the building]

Lily: Nate!

Harriet: No!

James: You're making a mistake.

Lily: It's mine to make.

Lily: What would you change if you were God?

Lily: So you're saying that I'm smart?

Ben Crane: I'm sayin' you're smart *and* beautiful.

Ben Crane: This is a pipe dream.

Lily: Remember dreams, Ben? This one's Cale's. Help her live it.

Ben Crane: I want to, Lil. I do. I'm just saying that this isn't gonna happen. That's all, honey.

Lily: So what? So what? Just let it take her as far as it can.

Lily: You know you've been promising her for months that you would take her to work with you.

Ben Crane: And I will. I will, Lil. But not today, honey. I got a big race.

Lily: Well, what am I supposed to tell her?

Ben Crane: I don't know. You tell her I was running late, and I just didn't have time to wait for her.

Lily: You tell her.

Ben Crane: Honey, I'm going to work.

Lily: Has Madame Wang found you a match, Snow Flower?

Snow Flower: [only smiles]

Lily: What about the bed business? Mama has never said anything to me.

Snow Flower: It cannot be as hard as embroidery or cleaning.

Lily: Don't be scared, Joe. I don't bite. Not unless you want me to.

Lily: I just wanted you to see me.

Lily: I don't mean to be rude, but you're not very graceful. In my books, unicorns are slim and white.

Unicorn: Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh. The most beautiful things in the world, are the most useless. Peacocks and lilies for instance.

[last lines]

Lily: Just a minute, please.

[prepares to breast feed the unicorn]

Lily: I see. Your name's Lily too. Funny, you spell it differently.

Lily: No, you don't understand. My name is Lily too.

[Clint cries out when seeing Lily approach him]

Lily: I like you.

[Lily then kisses Clint's body]

Lily: No like?

Clint: [Lily crawls away beginning to cry] I'm sorry

[Clint hears Lily whisper to him at the bar for the first time]

Clint: What?

[Lily talks without any sound]

Clint: I - I have no idea what you're saying. Why are you all alone?

[Clint finally gets his drinks he was waiting for]

Clint: Thanks, man.

Clint: Hey, you want to go meet some people over there?

Lily: [Lily silently whispers] I like you.

Clint: Well, I like you too. So, do you ever come here... before?

Lily: [Lily whispers quietly again] I like you.

Clint: Oh, okay.

Lily: Things are different now.

Lily: I don't have time for curious.

Lily: You fucked me up while you got famous!

Lily: The least you can do, if you're going to leave me... is leave me.

Bobby: Lily, don't disappear.

Lily: Why, why, because you're the only one who can disappear? You're in my fucking living room five nights a week, don't talk to me about disappearing!

Bobby: Four nights. We repeated on Monday.

Lily: No, No, I know that because I even watch that. That's how fucking pathetic I am.

Bobby: The show's good.

Lily: The least you can do, if you're gonna leave me... is leave me. You have to become a part of pop culture, in my fucking living room five nights a week!

Bobby: Oh, oh, excuse me! Excuse me for being successful! That's what I did!

Lily: [watching Midnight with Bobby Bishop] Loser!

Lily: Hey, did you see it?

Cindy: I'm speechless!

Lily: It's actually kinda sad.

Cindy: Kinda sad? It's tragic! What they're doing to these poor animals...

Lily: What are you watching?

Cindy: Discovery. What are you watching?

Lily: Bobby Bishop.

Cindy: Oh!

Mark: [to Lily] Rosie O'Donnell's gonna crucify him! What an idiot!

Bobby: [Later, to Mitch] All I know is, Rosie O'Donnell's gonna crucify me.

Keith: How's Dick?

Lily: Mark is fine. He says hi.

Lily: Mom, come on, you're not homeless!

Linda: I could be!

Lily: Yeah, we all COULD be, but you're NOT!

Cindy: [talking about Linda] But she doesn't even smoke!

Lily: That's what I'm saying! She just started today! See how weird?

Cindy: He won't come in here, this is the ladies' room!

Lily: But he told a model on my television that he wanted to fuck her, you don't think he's gonna come into the ladies' room?

Bobby: [talking to Cindy] I bet you she's still amazing, like before. I'd really like to be amazed again.

Lily: [overhearing what Bobby said] FUCK YOU!

Lily: What the fuck am I doing? What am I doing? God, I swear so much these days.

Bobby: When did you get this new vocabulary?

Lily: When did I get it?

Bobby: Yeah, when did you get it?

Lily: My new attitude? What, what the fuck?

Bobby: You never said things like that, ever.

Lily: I didn't have the opportunity to say it to you, because you left! Do you have any idea what it's like? Do you know what it's like to be in a relationship to live, live with someone, and not be able to tell them that, that guy on channel 7 is your boyfriend? That is your ex-boyfriend? Do you know what that's like? I'm like a fucking spectacle, I'm an idiot, I'm a, I'm a loser!

Bobby: You're not a loser. What're you, what're you...

Lily: Come ON! I did everything for you! I helped you... and loved you!

Bobby: I loved you too!

Lily: I thought you were funny!

Bobby: I AM funny!

Lily: I rearranged my living room furniture so that we could play talk show!

Lily: I am not some Hollywood diva! I do my own hair!

Keith: I like your hair.

Mark: I'm gay!

Lily: No shit!

Lily: I am very seldom required to wear white by my employers. But, anyway, I always do. It has always been that wearing white reassures the sick that I can never be touched, even as darkness folds in on them from every side, closing like a claw.

Lily: Okay look, I'm a cook. He writes, he fights, and you, what? You play video games?

Simpson: Program.

Lily: Of video games?

Simpson: Just leave it at that.

Lily: Do what I tell you and you'll always go wrong.