Molly Quotes in Knight and Day (2010)

[last lines]

Molly: Did you order tickets to South America?

Frank Jenkins: Molly, I didn't order tickets to anywhere.

Molly: You don't know what you're typing on that computer, Frank.

Frank Jenkins: Molly.

Molly: Well then we must have won them.

Frank Jenkins: Molly!

Molly: Well, we're going aren't we?

Kelly O'Brien: You know, when I was your age, I used to have these awful nightmares.

Molly: It was real.

Tim: [walks up to window] See? No monster.

[an Alien jumps through the window and attacks Tim]

Molly: You and your boss are not gonna get away with this!

Cad: He's not my boss, we're partners!

Molly: Well then, why are YOU doing this?

Cad: Because my partner would fire me if I don't.

Armon: This right here is your brand new Volkswagen EOS.

Molly: Come on. Can't I ride my own bike to school?

Armon: Girls your age would jump up and down at the chance to drive this thing.

Molly: Well I'm not like most girls.

Armon: Brooke Stonebridge is.

Molly: Who's Brooke Stonebridge?

Armon: It's your new identity.

Molly: Are you serious? That's not a name, it's a gated community.

Armon: I really don't care.

Sasha: Brooke, what is going on?

Molly: What's platinum rule number one in the Kappa chapter book?

Hunter: Never wear sweatpants.

Molly: Rule number 2.

Sasha: A sister in need comes before anything else.

Molly: Girls, we have a sister in need.

Nicholas: You don't go to school here do you?

Molly: Course I do. Why would you think that I don't? I'm in my late teens, I'm walking on campus, I got a pretentious name and a sparkly cellphone.

Bizzy: Oh, it's amazeballs!

Molly: Wait, what? What balls?

Molly: I didn't know you took days off.

J.J. McQuade: Hi Molly.

Molly: Where have you been stranger?

J.J. McQuade: I've been real busy.

Molly: Oh boy, same old trouble huh?

J.J. McQuade: My kind of trouble doesn't take vacations.

Molly: [reads Charley's business card] "Charley Varrick, last of the independents." I like that. Has a ring of finality.

Molly: [Molly beats Harmon] Sooner or later, you're gonna tell me everything you know. So why not save yourself a great deal of pain, tell me now.

Molly: [Molly has just punched out an argumentative black man... ] I allow very few men to speak to me in that tone. Few caucasians. And no nigras at all.

Molly: [when asked if he would like a prostitute] I don't sleep with whores... at least, not knowingly.

Jana: [Molly arrives at the whore house] These are the goodies. He says his name is Sally

Molly: Molly.

Jana: [the prostitues laugh] Sally, Molly, if you got a bell, honey, we'll find a way to ring it.

Molly: I didn't travel six hundred miles for the amusement of morons. Is that clear, ladies?

Taxi driver: Now just a darn minute there.

Molly: You just keep throwing your feathers, mister, before I put you in the hospital.

Taxi driver: Yes, sir.

Molly: You know what you are, Holland? A fuck-up. It's okay, cause I am too. All three of us are. Fuck-ups have this way of finding each other.

Jim Holland: Good luck.

Molly: [Andy is climbing up the ladder to the attic to put his toys away when Molly walks out of her room carrying a box] Uh!

[a small heavy ball falls out of the box]

Andy: You need a hand?

Molly: I got it!

Andy: Here.

[he puts the ball back and picks up the box]

Andy: So, you gonna miss me when I'm gone?

Molly: If I say no, do I still get your room?

Andy: [they walk down the stairs] Nope.

Molly: Then, yes, I'll miss you.

Andy: Molly! Stay out of my room!

Molly: I wasn't in your room!

Andy: Then who was messing with my stuff?

Molly: No, it can't be. Can it be? Where have you been? Where have you been? Damn you! Where have you been?

Schmendrick: Don't you talk to her that way!

Unicorn: I'm here now.

Molly: And where were you twenty years ago? Ten years ago? Where were you when I was new? When I was one of those innocent young maidens you always come to? How dare you! How dare you come to me now, when I am this!

[Weeps]

Schmendrick: Can you really see her? Do you know what she is?

Molly: If you had been waiting to see a unicorn, as long as I have...

Schmendrick: She's the last unicorn in the world.

Molly: It would be the last unicorn that came to Molly Grue. It's all right, I forgive you.

Schmendrick: The magic chose the shape, not I. I am a bearer, I am a dwelling, I am a messenger...

Molly: You are an idiot!

Molly: Where were you twenty years ago? Ten years ago? Where were you when I was new? When I was one of those innocent young maidens you always come to? How dare you! How dare you come to me now, when I am this!

Maddy: [after her mother has told her she does not want her climbing, and she is hanging from the water tower, climbing] All right. I'll be right down.

Molly: Down?

Maddy: Over!

Molly: I do think about you, Madeline. Every day... all the time...

Don Aquilino: Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry. This gentleman is harmless. He's just had a, a soul-stirring experience.

Rubber Baron: Sir. My servants will conduct you to the kitchen. My dogs' cook will prepare you a meal. Thank you very much, sir. You were superb.

Brian Sweeney Fitzgerald - 'Fitzcarraldo': To your dogs' cook.

[downs champagne glass]

Brian Sweeney Fitzgerald - 'Fitzcarraldo': To Verdi.

[downs champagne glass]

Brian Sweeney Fitzgerald - 'Fitzcarraldo': To Rossini.

[downs champagne glass]

Brian Sweeney Fitzgerald - 'Fitzcarraldo': To Caruso.

[downs champagne glass]

Rubber Baron: [picks up champagne glass] To Fitzcarraldo, the Conquistador of the Useless!

[raises glass]

Rubber Baron: Cheers!

Brian Sweeney Fitzgerald - 'Fitzcarraldo': As true as I am standing here, one day I shall bring grand opera to Iquitos. I will outgut you. I will outnumber you. I will outbillion you. I will outrubber you. I will outperform you. Sir, the reality of your world is nothing more than a rotten caricature of great opera.

Molly: Fitz, Fitz, let's go. This man is no opponent. He's as dead as a doornail.

Rubber Baron: Madam, I'm still standing firm on both my legs.

Molly: You're a big game hunter, aren't you?

Rubber Baron: What's that got to do with it?

Molly: Then you should know: When you shoot an elephant, he sometimes stays on his legs for ten days before he topples over. Good night!

Molly: Well, I know what lesbians look like. I mean, I'm not stupid. But you guys aren't exactly Ellen and Portia.

Molly: Now I know who stole my locket! It was that girl!

Gaston: No, no, I don't think it was her.

Officer: Perhaps the locket is back with its rightful owner.

Molly: What does he mean by that?

Gaston: Nothing, nothing at all!

[Molly slaps Gaston]

Molly: Relax, Sweet Stuff. I can help you.

Sweet Stuff: You couldn't help a skunk stink!

Molly: It's the ugliest thing I've seen!

Danny: Reminds me of your friend Laurie.

Molly: Does not!

Molly: I knew spiders were ticklish!

Danny: That's 'cause you're my sister!

Molly: It's really dark in here.

Danny: I hope you brought your night light, Molly.

Molly: [holding the phone] It's the IRS. They'd like to know when they can expect payment.

Porky Sullivan: When the bloody pope gets a hickey!

Molly: [into the phone] When the bloody pope gets a hickey, sir... Well, I'm tell him you said so!

Molly: But they wasn't her real parents, mister, they was bad people!

Daddy Warbucks: Leapin' lizards!

Miss Hannigan: Where's Annie?

Molly: She had to go bathroom.

Miss Hannigan: [Imitating Molly] She had to go, bathroom.

[first lines]

Molly: [having a nightmare] Annie! Annie! Annie! Annie!

Annie: Everything is going to be alright.

Molly: You think I'm too perfect? So you were hoping there was something wrong with me so you could be with me?

Kirk: Look at the evidence, Molly. I'm unattractive, I'm out of shape, I'm uncoordinated, I've never been to Europe, I'm not a college graduate, I drive a Neon.

Molly: I like your Neon.

Kirk: Oh come on, Molly, look at me. I'm a 5. This is a 5. Hard 5. You can't jump more than two points. It's the Tao of Love. Everybody knows that. Even if you were a 9 and I was in a band. But no, you're a hard 10.

Molly: What are you talking about?

Kirk: Do you even know how hot you are? No, you probably think that everybody gets free shit everywhere they go and everybody's happy and nice to each other in shiny happy hot town with you and all your hot friends and ex boyfriends, but I hate to break it to you, it's not the same for the rest of us.

Molly: Okay, Kirk. You clearly have some major self-esteem issues.

Kirk: You lied about me to your parents right in front of me!

Molly: No I didn't!

Kirk: "Kirk's in aviation?" That's like saying the guy who shovels elephant shit at the circus is in show business. No, he's just the elephant shit guy. That's me. I'm that guy.

Kirk: This is when you say Hi Molly.

Dylan: Who are you?

Kirk: She is Molly.

Ron: Why is she here?

Kirk: She came with me.

Dylan: Did you hit her car or something?

Kirk: Jesus... No but thank you for asking.

Dylan: Are you a social worker?

Molly: Nope

Dylan: Aw shit are we being evicted?

Dylan: Are you a hooker?

Debbie: Dylan!

Dylan: Or a prostitute I mean?

Ron: Come on in for a dip girl.

Molly: Oh no, I don't even have a bathing suit.

Dylan: You can wear your underwear. It's just like a bikini it covers all the good shit.

Ron: Yeah underwear is fine.

Marnie: RON!

Ron: It's like what they did in the old days.

Molly: Underwear would be fine if I were wearing any.

Molly: You know what, Kirk? Maybe you're right. Maybe you are a 5. You know why? No self-esteem, deduct a point. Every time someone walks into a room, you compare yourself to them. Deduct a point. You're a smart and talented guy who's afraid to do anything with it. Deduct a point. Um, how are we doing? Oh, oh yeah! Hoping that I have a defect that you can work with? Deduct whatever's left.

Kirk: I'm out of here. Webbed fucking feet, are you kidding me?

Molly: KIRK!

Kirk: Hey, do me a favor. Tell "foot long" I say hi.

Molly: He's my EX boyfriend, Kirk. EX. And do you even know why we broke up?

Kirk: Why, because you guys couldn't decide which one of you was hotter?

Molly: No, because he behaved EXACTLY like you're behaving right now. He couldn't handle it. He thought I was perfect. He had me on a pedestal that I couldn't possibly live up to! Oh, and one other little thing? He cheated on me! And so after that I said to myself I am not going to date guys like that anymore.

Kirk: Guys like that? So, what? You're just, you're going to date guys like me?

Molly: Is that what you want to hear? That I asked you out because I thought you were safe?

Kirk: Yeah, please, keep going.

Molly: That I thought that a guy who looks like you wouldn't hurt me? Is that what you want to hear, Kirk? Are you happy now?

Kirk: Yeah, I'm ecstatic.

[walks out]

Molly: OK so, you're gonna tell me exactly what's going on?

Stainer: In ten minutes Kirk is leaving on a plane for Branson with a horrible, horrible girl.

Molly: Marnie?

Stainer: Yes! Let's go.

Molly: If Kirk's getting back together with Marnie I'm not going!

Stainer: In fourth grade I peed my pants. On several occasions. Everybody started calling me Stainer. Do you know how I made it through those dark days?

Molly: Plastic underwear?

Stainer: In part. But also Kirk. You see he told me to own that name. call myself Stainer so that nobody could hurt me with it.

Molly: What's your point?

Stainer: Kirk is the best guy that I know. But he's like... he's like a spider. You know, he's more afraid of you than you are of him. And he also has long legs and... Look, if you want him, you gotta go get him.

Molly: [pushing the office door closed to stop Agent Stucky] The 'it' you're referring to, is my little brother!

Ben: Well, let's start the interrogation.

Molly: No, no, it's not like that.

Ian: [finishes his drink and hands his glass to Ben] Here. It's for the urine sample.

Ben: Shoot, I wish you would have told me. I just took a wizz in your bushes.

[at the gym, Lindsey and Robin are wearing boxing gloves and are hitting punching-bags]

Robin: You know what's happening here? You're being colonized.

Lindsey Meeks: What?

Robin: Colonized. It's like in the old days, when the French and the English would go into Asia and Africa, and they'd raise their flags, and they'd impose their culture, and they'd colonize. It's like, Sarah, when you cut your hair 'cause that guy liked short hair.

[Sarah rolls her eyes]

Lindsey Meeks: Well, wait a minute. You guys are married. Isn't that a part of it? Accommodating each other? You know: How many kids are we gonna have? Where are we gonna live? What pizza place are we gonna order from? Doesn't it require some pliability? Because maybe that's something that I've been lacking in my life.

Robin: [implacably] Isn't it affecting your work?

Lindsey Meeks: No. Not so much.

Molly: You know what I just realized? You're rooting for her relationship to fail.

Sarah: No.

Robin: What? That's right, why would I do that?

Molly: Never mind.

Robin: No. No, come on, tell me.

Molly: All right. You and Lindsey are both very competitive. Especially with each other.

Robin: She's more competitive than I am!

Lindsey Meeks: I am not!

Molly: And when you were both starting out, you were the more successful one. But now Lindsey's career has skyrocketed, and she's more successful. But you've had the personal success, the marriage. And if Lindsey gets that too, then she's definitely the winner, so you're rooting against her.

[Robin socks Molly in the face]

Molly: What do you call that little thing?

Mortimer Granville: I was calling it the feather duster.

Molly: Well I'd think of something quick, so that a girl knows what to ask for.

Molly: [in response to Big Momma's breakfast] It's like out of a magazine.

Molly: Why do men always insist on measuring their dicks?

Molly: [watching Roy break all of his clubs over his knee as he argues with his caddy during U.S. open qualifying] Is this normal for him?

Earl: Well, the words "normal" and "him" don't often collide in the same sentence.

Molly: That could be your savings account!

Bridget Cardigan: I don't think so, it has money in it.

Molly: Can I ask you a question: how do you sleep at night?

Joel: I usually jerk off and then sleep pretty soundly.

Molly: I love fiction books. Do you?

Eggbert: No, they're not real.

Brenda: Desert's almost ready. Who wants coffee?

Eggbert: I would love a double-cream, no coffee.

Valerie: I'll have a half mocha macchiato.

Teddy: I'll have a caf, half latte caramel venti frappuccino.

Molly, Joel: Boy, whatever happened to just good old regular coffee?

Molly: ...Asshole.

Joel: Cunt.

Molly: [playing charades, acting like a shark]

Brenda: Paws!

Valerie: Laws!

Eggbert: Jizz!

Teddy: Jews!

Bob: Time's up.

Molly: Jaws. I was doing Jaws.

Joel: [at dinner party] So, uh, Molly...

Molly: Listen, before you ask me anymore questions from the Icebreaker Handbook, here's the 411: Upper Sweet Side NYC. Does the name ring a bell?

Joel: Yeah. Little candy shop?

Molly: Ding ding ding! Give the man a prize, he's a winner! What does he want Johnny? A new car! Yes, that is my store and I put my whole life into it.

Joel: I had no idea.

Molly: The only line you care about is the bottom line. Are you the kind of person I feel a strong connection to? Yes. Do I find you cute and funny? Yes. Could you be the guy that I fall for and live with forever? Yes, but the point is you're a corporate robot. And so it is with great pleasure that I say to you, go jump in a lake, meathead!

[chucks water in his face and storms off, everyone gasps]

Joel: Molly. Wait, Molly!... Shit.

[awkward silence]

Joel: I'll have what she's having, heh.

Bob: ...You are having what she's having. It's all the same food; the pasta and the beans and the lentils.

Molly: I don't know Tiffany but she sounds like a stupid bitch.

Joel: What are we doing?

Molly: Oh my god, this is all happening so fast.

[Joel moves in for a kiss]

Molly: . I can't - my Aunt Flo is visiting.

Joel: You're on your period?

Molly: No, my Aunt Flo is visiting me from Florida. Hey Aunt Flo.

[Turns to see her Aunt Flo standing nearby]

Molly: .

Molly: Umm... forget it.

Joel: What?

Molly: No, I...

Joel: C'mon, tell me.

Molly: Are you hungry?

Joel: Hungry? Try starving.

Molly: Why don't I have you over for dinner? I'll make you my world famous mac and cheese.

Joel: 'K

[smiles and nods]

Molly: I like how you say 'K.

Joel: I like how you say I like how you say 'K.

Molly: Wanda, I really like this guy Joel, but I just don't know if he's the one. I mean, I wish there was some sort of sign that proved it.

Wanda: How about this? When you meet up with him tonight, change the way you look - just a tiny little bit, but if he notices, then, that's how you'll know he's the one.

Molly: [Muses] Change the way I look and see if he notices. Wanda, thank you, you're the best.

Wanda: You are.

[Molly moves forward and pecks Wanda on the lips. Wanda looks horrified]

Wanda: . No.

Molly: Just felt like I was getting a vibe.

Joel: I have a dream, that someday I want to have my own coffee place, A Cup of Joel, you know, as like in cup of joe, but I would say Joel...

Molly: Right.

Joel: ...because everyone knows cup of joe, cup of Joel because my name's Joel.

Molly: Smart.

Joel: So Joel instead of joe.

Molly: I get it.

Joel: Ahh, I don't know, it's probably just wishful thinking, right, it's kind of stupid.

Molly: No, it's not stupid, it's great, you should do that.

Joel: Tiffany always said that it was a dumb idea.

Molly: I don't know Tiffany, but she sounds like a stupid bitch.

[Both chuckle]

Godfrey: May I be frank?

Molly: Is that your name?

Godfrey: No, my name is Godfrey.

Molly: All right, be frank.

Detective: Just a minute, sister!

Molly: If I thought that were true, I'd disown my parents.

Detective: [chuckles] So you got a passion for jewelry, huh?

Molly: Yes... I got a passion for socking cops.

Detective: Where are they?

Molly: Most of them are in cemeteries.

[Molly - the maid - brings drinks in to the living room where the police are questioning the family about the pearls]

Detective: Who are you?

Molly: Guess.

Godfrey: Does the butler have quarters here in the house, or is that necessary?

Molly: Oh, you won't need any quarters. Just hang your hat near the door so you can get it quickly on the way out.

Molly: Mr. Bullock, there's a hansom cab driver waiting to see you in the kitchen.

Alexander Bullock: What's he want?

Molly: He wants $50 and his horse.

Alexander Bullock: What horse?

Molly: The one Miss Irene rode up the front steps last night.

Alexander Bullock: Where is his horse? I haven't got it!

Molly: It's in the library, where Miss Irene left it.

John: What are you doing here in the forest with Shrek.

Molly: I was gonna pee in the bushes, and you took my spot.

Molly: [to Garrison] The show's running 6 minutes short, Lola is going to sing a song, and your barn doors are open.

Molly: Grandpa, can you hear me?

Grandpa Harry: [nods]

Molly: Make Daddy marry Corrina, okay?

Grandpa Harry: [nods]

Molly: Do you taste like chocolate?

Lizzie: I don't know, do you taste like vanilla?

Molly: Is Tater Tot Mr. Potato Head's son?

Manny Singer: Molly, why did you take my cigarettes? Answer me.

Molly: Corrina's husband went out for a carton of cigarettes and died. They all die. The TV said it.

Molly: I won the spelling bee today.

Manny Singer: You did? Corrina, did you hear that?

Corrina Washington: I heard it, now let's go eat, I'm starved.

Manny Singer: What was the word?

Molly: ...Vacuum.

Corrina Washington: Why don't we vacuum ourselves out the door?

Manny Singer: How do you spell vacuum?

Molly: ...H-O-O-V-E-R.

Molly: She should've cleaned up before we got here.

Corrina Washington: That is a novel idea.

Molly: [on phone] Hi, daddy.

Manny Singer: Molly?

Molly: You recognized my voice!

Manny Singer: What do you think you're doing?

Molly: Well, I-I can't sleep.

Manny Singer: [towards her bedroom door] Goodnight, Molly!

Corrina Washington: You know what I've discovered about your daddy? He likes to eat cookies in bed. Could you tuck that sheet in... just there?

Molly: Corrina... this is where my mommy sleeps.

Corrina Washington: You're right. Your mommy used to sleep here.

Molly: When is she coming back?

Corrina Washington: Well, Molly... she's not coming back. When you die, the angels take you up to heaven to be with God.

Molly: Then I want to die, too.

Molly: My daddy doesn't think she's in heaven.

Corrina Washington: Well, that's probably just because your daddy is so jealous of the angels. He's so jealous, he can't even stand to think about those angels who get to play with your mommy all day long. And he's hurting just like you're hurting, and you're going to hurt for a long time. Every day it'll get a little better, but you'll always miss your mommy, and that's okay.

Corrina Washington: What you've got to say to yourself is, "I am Molly Singer, and there's nobody in the world better than me." Go on, say it while you walk.

Molly: I am Molly Singer, and there's nobody in the world better than me.

Corrina Washington: Chin up, up! You're too young to have two!

Molly: But I'm just so? I'm just so?

Corrina Washington: So mad. You're just so mad. And it's okay to be mad, Molly.

Manny Singer: Molly, I'm mad, too! I'm mad at Mommy for leaving us. I'm mad because I want to talk to Mommy every day, and I can't. I'm mad because I want to bring Mommy back to you, and I can't do that, either.

Molly: I'm mad because she didn't even say goodbye.

Manny Singer: I'm mad about that, too.

Corrina Washington: I'm mad because she made you mad! I'm mad! She should've said goodbye!

[Cleaning together]

Molly: Isn't it fun to make things shiny?

Corrina Washington: Well I think the thrill for me is gone...

Molly: [on phone] Operator? We're having trouble on our line; can you dial that number again?

Kate: I can't believe a drug company would sponsor a trip like this, no questions. It seems so... corrupt.

Molly: It's a corrupt world. Let's not argue. It's all less money they can spend on torturing beagles.

Molly: I'm not going to argue with you anymore, Zach. You're dishonest, and you're too good with words.

Zach: Hey. When have I ever been dishonest with you?

Molly: Oh, come on! You were dishonest with me from the time you decided you wanted to fuck me!

Zach: We were introduced. I said, "How do you do? I want to fuck you." What's dishonest about that?

Molly: Zach, in the six months of living together, we had 100 arguments.

Zach: I only counted 99.

Molly: Okay. Out of those 99 arguments, was there ever a time that you thought I was right?

Zach: Honestly? No.

Molly: What does that tell you?

Zach: That you were wrong 99 times out of 100.

Molly: ...you have no respect for women.

Joey: I guess dinner and a blow job's out of the question.

Molly: I guess.

Joey: We'll forget dinner...

Molly: Never have I been thrown up against a wall and kissed hard.

Bridget: Never have I ever been turned down.

Bridget: Ugh, that's totally my thing!

Molly: What thing?

Bridget: Everyone has a thing that makes them attracted to someone else. Like, you straight girls are into holding doors and a hand on the small of your back.

Molly: Totally.

Bridget: That lip thing, that's... my thing.

Molly: Okay, uh, look at modern literature. All of the greatest female characters were written by woman because no man could ever write from a female's perspective. Women have this compassionate chemistry that allows them to listen with an unbiased ear. All woman, even you.

Bridget: Mhmm. Tuesday.

Molly: So you call them days of the week?

Bridget: No... Well, yes. But Trip started that

Molly: Wait, but there are that many?

Bridget: No... sometimes.

Molly: I've never just dated, per say.

Bridget: I wouldn't necessarily call it dating.

Molly: What would you call it?

Bridget: Fucking?

Bridget: I don't really know if that proves that I'm more sensitive then all guys.

Molly: Stop saying that. You listen with your whole body and you have this intense eye contact. No guy, not even the best guys, have that.

Bridget: But I don't really feel like that's a gender thing, I feel like that's a personal thing.

Molly: You're SO wrong. Okay, uh, look at modern literature. All of the greatest female characters were written by woman because no man could ever write from a female's perspective. Women have this compassionate chemistry that allows them to listen with an unbiased ear. All woman, even you.

[Chloe quietly enters Bridget's room while she is sleeping next to Molly]

Bridget: [whispering] What's going on?

Chloe: I'm sorry. I just gotta do a final sweep through of my stuff. I can't find my hair straightener.

Bridget: Well, I don't have anything in here.

Chloe: Why can't I look for it now?

Bridget: Well... I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Chloe: I'm sorry, I can be totally quiet.

Molly: [sits up in bed] Hey, what's going on?

[both Molly and Chloe gasp while Bridget looks mortified]

Chloe: Oh, my God. I knew it. I fucking knew it! You're an idiot. You know that?

Molly: It's all my fault.

Chloe: You're right. It is all your fault! You have a boyfriend, Molly! This is absurd! Please tell me that you were drunk last night.

[Molly does not reply]

Chloe: Oh, this is a sober brilliant idea! What is wrong with you? Great... this has been a wonderful morning. Whatever...

[picks up her hair straightener iron]

Chloe: Here it is. I gotta go. I'll see you later, Bridget. And Molly... just give me a call later when you get your head out of your ass!

Molly: Hey... Cute skirt!

Trip: I'm a four.

Sailor: Pops ain't gonna be around long; his 'elevens' are up.

Goddard Bolt: What?

Sailor: His elevens! Look at the back of his neck. You see them two cords, stickin' out? They make, like, an 'eleven'. Once they're up that's it. He's a goner.

Fumes: Maybe he'll come back in the world as somethin' better. Personally, when I die, I'd like to come back as a bird.

Sailor: Why?

Fumes: Ohhh, because man, I could fly free, and easy, and if I saw someone I really didn't care for, I'd drop a hot one on 'em!

Sailor: When I die, I want to be 'excramated' and I want my ashes sprinkled in the old briny. At least I'd be part of the sea forever, and ever.

Fumes: Oh, that's beautiful, man, beautiful. Like when I die, I want to go just like my daddy, boom! Peaceful, in his sleep.

Sailor: Yeah, they told me my grandmother died peacefully in her sleep. It's a good way to go.

Molly: Nobody dies peacefully, in their sleep! It's what they tell people, to make them feel good. Want to know how people really die, in their sleep?

[Sailor looks uneasy, not sure he wants to know]

Molly: Okay. First, they go to bed.

[imitates drawing up bed sheets to her neck and getting cozied in]

Molly: Ahhhhh, mmm... Then, about two in the morning, they go...

[sits up, gasps, pretends to choke]

Molly: Ahhh! Oh! Get a doct...

[everyone in the mission is watching her, in shock]

Molly: [she gasps, holds her throat, and falls to the floor]

Fumes: I ain't never goin' to sleep again!

[Bolt is in an over-medicated coma]

Molly: I know you wanna give up, but you're wrong. Even without money, life is good.

[Bolt shakes his head; he can hear her]

Molly: No? What about when-when you didn't eat for two days and then you had your first big meal at the mission? Wasn't that good?

[Bolt shakes his head]

Molly: Remember the other night? When we drank champagne and danced... and rolled around in rags?

[Bolt raises his eyebrows]

Molly: I know they're only moments, but that's all life is: Just a bunch of moments. Most of them are lousy... but once in a while, you steal a good one.

Molly: [holding back tears] Come on. Come on back to me. Don't be such a selfish bastard. You're the only person I can stand.

Molly: [now crying] Don't leave me. I love you. Please. Don't leave me.

[Bolt's heart rate increases. He finally comes to]

Goddard Bolt: Molly, you're crying. What happened? Somebody die?

Molly: Somebody lived.

Goddard Bolt: [Holding a shoebox full of Sailor's ashes; looks skyward as he starts giving a eulogy] Sailor, wherever you are...

Molly: [taps the shoebox that he's holding] He's in there...

Goddard Bolt: I know.

Goddard Bolt: [continues] Sailor, you were a little man, often covered with dirt and filth and... the last thing that you ate. But your heart was always good and clean. And I hope you get your final wish, and your ashes make it out to sea.

Goddard Bolt: Good luck!

[Bolt tosses Sailor's ashes up in the air; the wind catches the ashes, blowing them back all over Bolt, Fumes and Molly]

Molly: I hear the Spanish are hunky.

Sir Francis Walsingham: You hear wrong! Catholics can't put on muscle mass because God hates them! They've no muscle and no backbone, like snakes!

Molly: Surely snakes are all backbone.

Sir Francis Walsingham: Well, like worms then.

Molly: Oh, no, worms are all muscle.

Sir Francis Walsingham: Someone knows a lot about Catholics!

Molly: No, no, just garden creatures.

Sir Francis Walsingham: One can't be too careful, Molly. They're everywhere, you know. The Catholic threat may be sleeping now but it will soon awaken like a...

Molly: Bear?

Sir Francis Walsingham: Yes! Good! Like a non-muscular spineless bear!

Robyn Graves: [as Harper on TV]

[gunshot]

Robyn Graves: Oh, oh! Oh, Chauncey! Chauncey! I told you one of us would end up hurt.

[pause]

Robyn Graves: Why does everything I touch... die?

Molly: It's the gun, sweetheart.

[turns off TV set]

Molly: The *gun*!

Harry Sears: Nobody hungry? I'm buyin'. Hey, I'm not kiddin' around. I'm really buyin'.

Iris: Real food? Or that junk garbage we have every night?

Harry Sears: No, no... Five blocks up the road there's a new Fatburger. It's fantastic.

Molly: For once, can't we eat in a place with a table cloth?

Harry Sears: It's OK with me but those frills cost money.

Harry Sears: I had a thought - an idea for you girls. It's not fully realized, but it could be sensational.

Iris: We are not getting tattooed, Harry.

Harry Sears: Nah, I'm cold on that. I got a better one - You dye your hair.

Molly: So what else is new?

Harry Sears: Not just the hair on your head. I'm talking about your eyebrows, when you raise your arm - you know, under there - the fuzz over here... And it doesn't have to be vulgar!

Fan: [Yelling to Molly, while walking through the arena hall, with Iris and Harry] Hey honey, you look better, with your clothes off!

Molly: [Flips him off]

Harry Sears: Every path, has its bug.

Molly: Every path, your ass.

Harry Sears: A hard beginning, make it a good ending.

Harry Sears: [loading a tape in the tape player] You know, there's no harm in appreciating other forms of music. Now this is an Italian tenor. His name is Attilio Belfiore. And the opera is "Pagliacci." And It's beautiful. Now listen to it. It'll make you cry.

Molly: [blankly staring out the window] I'm crying already...

Molly: [as they're driving into Chicago] Let's stay at a first-class place, okay? Something special.

Harry Sears: That's a good idea. We'll stay at Al's Motor Lodge in Skokie. Every floor has an ice machine.

Iris: Thanks a lot, Diamond Jim.

Harry Sears: Hey, I hate to be the one to remind you: luxury costs money.

Molly: What is the show, anyway? My brother wouldn't even tell me. Oh, I hope it's something Christmasy, a comedy.

Joe: It's Hamlet.

Molly: Great. "Hello kids. Do stop watching Mighty Morphin Power Rangers and come and watch a four hundred year old play about a depressed aristocrat."

[Prepping Molly to play Hamlet]

Carnforth Greville: If I ever forget my lines in Shakespeare, I always say, "Crouch we here awhile and lurk!" That seems to do the trick.

Molly: Why? What happens?

Carnforth Greville: Nothing, normally, but, you know, improvise a moment of intrigue, give you a chance to think of something, pick up a script.

Molly: You're not going to drive that old heap are you? With live people in it?

Joe Harper: With actors in it. There is a difference.

Molly: You see, everything about me and Ronnie is valuable, even our ashes. You may not understand this, being so ordinary, but when I'm at a concert, I look past my happy singing fans and focus on the one person that isn't swaying, and I make it my mission to make them move.

Amy: You still doing those shopping centre appearances, then?

Molly: Honestly, what is it? If you just want to sleep with me, I don't think I'm all worth the effort. And what if it's not that, what is it you can't resist? My sparkling personality?

Bruce: Actually it's your high self-esteem.

Molly: So, what did you think, did I write it well?

Alan: Yeah... You know, er... It's hard, it's the start, it's 2 pages...

Molly: Come on, tell me, really.

Alan: It's hard to say, it's 2 pages. It's missing the middle and an end, and most of the beginning.

Molly: Wouldn't it be easier just to say you don't like it?

Molly: So, I guess we're the big losers.

Danny: No...

Molly: What else is there to say? We're the big losers.

Danny: I think losers says enough, really. I don't think we need to modify with big.

Molly: We all want the ones who are wrong for us, don't we? And the good ones... never even give them a chance.

Molly: I guess I've had friendships like that, where people thought we were sleeping together but we weren't.

Danny: Yeah, I've had friendships like that... I've had relationships like that.

Molly: You're talking - about doing exactly what you said you'd...

Will Graham: This killing... it's gotta stop.

Molly: William... you're gonna make yourself sick or get yourself killed.

[last lines]

Molly: [looking at the turtles in the hatchery] Hom many of 'em made it!

Will Graham: Most of 'em... Most of 'em made it!

Frankie Machine: You got any money, Molly?... I feel so sick. I hurt all over...

Molly: Jump off a roof if you're gonna kill yourself but don't ask me to help ya...

Frankie Machine: I'll do anything for ya, Molly, but right now, you gotta help me. I need a shot...

Molly: You mustn't take that dirty stuff no more...

Frankie Machine: Right now I need a fix. Just one fix to help me stop hurting'...

[Molly suggests he quit using]

Frankie Machine: You mean just stop? Cold turkey? You don't understand... the pain...

Molly: What else can you do?

Frankie Machine: All I need is one shot, just one.

Molly: All right.

[She takes money from a drawer]

Molly: Here. Take it. Go on and take it all. Cause all that you're gonna need after that one shot is another and then another and then another. Take it.

[She throws her money at him]

Molly: Take it. Why should you hurt like other people hurt? Yeah, so you had a dog's life with never a break. Why try to face it like most people do? No, just roll up all your pains into one big hurt and then flatten it with a fix.

Molly: What do you think you'll find just outside that door? Dontcha think the pusher knows what ya are and what ya need? Just to get through that next hour? Don't you know he's just waitin' for ya to come and get it? Go on, let him kill ya. Let him kill ya. It'll be quicker and better than doing it your way.

Frankie Machine: No. I won't let him kill me. No. And I won't run into no grave.

Molly: You cry when we fuck, you pasty little bitch!

Will Graham: What is taking him so long?

Molly: Are you kidding? It takes him 20 minutes to get out of bed in the morning.

Will Graham: Yeah, but now I have a serious marshmallow jones.

Nick Kelson: My crib's upstairs.

Molly: You sleep in a crib?

Jack Kelson: I- I can explain this, Normandy. What, do you think I am, a pervert?

Normandy: Dating 16-year old's is one thing, but she's 12 and a day!

Molly: I'm 15!

Normandy: 15 will get him 20! Stay put.

Jack Kelson: Normandy, I- I wasn't in the rack with her and I never even seen her before.

Normandy: What'd you do? Black out, Jack?

Jack Kelson: It-it, see, it's my kid.

Normandy: I thought you had a son? Turn around, Jack.

Jack Kelson: Normandy, please.

Normandy: Get em' up.

Jack Kelson: Shit. Man, don't bust me.

Normandy: What do you expect, man? You missed your appointment yesterday.

[Nick enters the room]

Normandy: You don't show up at work today, And I come to your place and you drunk. With a minor in the middle of the day.

Nick Kelson: Dad? This is Molly.

Jack Kelson: Nick, this is my parole officer.

Normandy: Somebody tell me what the hell is going on here?

Nick Kelson: She lives downstairs and needed a place to sleep last night.

Molly: I'm ballin'. Creama, c'mon.

Normandy: Hey!

[to Jack]

Normandy: I thought your son was staying at your sisters.

Jack Kelson: We're working on a relationship kinda thing, i figured, why prognosticate?

Nick Kelson: Procrastinate.

Normandy: So why'd you miss the appointment?

[Jack sits there with his mouth hanging open]

Nick Kelson: He was helping me register for school.

Jack Kelson: I- that's right, this kid's gotta get an education.

Molly: You contaminate everything you touch. I'm going to scrub you till you are raw.

Molly: He's my little Louis Pasteur.

Chuck Martin: How do you keep your hair like that, honey?

Molly: I'm a rare animal, Chuck. I'm a natural blonde. That's why you went for me quick, wasn't it?

Chuck Martin: Oh, that and other things.

Shorty - Mug at Party: What's the matter with you, Chuck? I don't fool with no other guy's dames.

Molly: [Sarcastically] I can believe that.

Sam: I love you, Molly. I've always loved you.

Molly: Ditto.

[last lines]

Sam Wheat: It's amazing, Molly. The love inside, you take it with you. See ya.

Molly: See ya. Bye.

Sam: I love you Molly. I always have.

Molly: Ditto.

Zev Gutman: [after Molly reads Max's letter] You did a very good job.

Molly: Thanks. Who's Ruth?

Zev Gutman: My wife.

Molly: I thought she was bringing me candy.

Zev Gutman: [dejected] I thought so too.

[first lines]

Jill: Are you going to say hi?

Molly: Maybe tomorrow after my final. Right now I've got to become an expert on marginal productivity theory.

Jill: I'd ask you what that is, but then I'm afraid you'd tell me.

Molly: [outside Wrigley Field] Do they play baseball here?

Satan: Yes.

Sam: Can I go on the field today?

Satan: I'm sorry, no.

Lana: What year was it built?

Satan: Uh, 19

[mumble mumble]

Satan: .

Bud: Is there a bathroom here?

Satan: Around the corner to the left - watch your butt.

Martin: Is there a game today?

Satan: There are 14 games today, all 28 major league teams will be in action, none of it will be taking place in this building.

Mamie: Do you have an emery board?

Satan: Yes.

[he pulls an emery board out of his shirt pocket]

Chuck: Do you prefer couches to armchairs?

Satan: Depends on what I'm doing. If I'm lounging with a book, I might.

Mr. Zodsworth: [while still aboard the bus] Didn't you once have a lizard?

Satan: Yes, and his name was 'Bubbles.'

Bridget: Yeah, do the Cubs need a new ballgirl?

Satan: I don't care.

Molly: [holds up a candy] Oh, I loved these as a child. You could open them up like this - this is what I always used to do to eat them, then you eat the whitesh stuff, which is probably made with animal lard, but I always say to myself, 'You know, if you don't enjoy yourself not only once in a while, what's the use, you know?'

Bud: Boy, you just don't shut up, do you?

Molly: It was funny, because when Chuck and I first got married, everything we ate was orange and pink...

Bud: Would you please shut up?

Molly: And now, orange and pink, and it feels like a second honeymoon!

Bud: I'll give you money to shut up.

Molly: Oh, this is good.

Bud: I'll give you a hundred dollars to shut up.

Molly: Mmm, this is delicious. Red delicious. Oh, that's redundant! Red Delicious apple, that's my favorite!

Bud: I hate you.

Molly: They are so delicious!

Bud: I want to punch you in the throat, I hate you.

Molly: I am so glad we didn't have tuna fish today...

Molly: Wait a minute mister, you're not talking to one of your chumps. You're talking to your wife! You're talking to somebody who knows you red, white and blue. And you can't fool me anymore.

Molly: You ought to have heard Stan spout the gospel to that old hypocrite. It was like being in Sunday school.

Zeena Krumbein: You must have been raised pretty religious.

Stanton Carlisle: Yeah, in a county orphanage.

Molly: Didn't you have any folks?

Stanton Carlisle: If I did, they weren't much interested.

Zeena Krumbein: Where'd you learn all this gospel?

Stanton Carlisle: In the orphanage. That's what they used to give us on Sunday after beating us black-and-blue all week. Then when I ran away, they threw me in the reform school. But that's where I got wise to myself. I let the chaplain save me, and got a parole in no time. Boy, how I went for salvation! Comes in kind of handy when you're in a jam.

John: It just occured to me today that I've never celebrated Halloween before.

Molly: And why's that?

John: Oh, we've got a psychotic serial killer in the family who loves to butcher people on Halloween, and I just thought it in bad taste to celebrate.

Molly: There's no-one left in Valley Hills because of your damn dam!

Horace Bones: Tonight, we'll wreck the bakery!

Molly: Not tonight, not unless you want us, uh, throwing up all over the place.

Molly: Why don't you act like a man and go hide in the closet, cowboy?

Boya Zsekely: Everyone's special.

Molly: Well I've heard that one too.

Boya Zsekely: It's what I believe. All I believe. Every human life...

Molly: So you're one of those huh?

Boya Zsekely: One of what?

Molly: A humanist.

Boya Zsekely: Each time you turn your back, a few more... gone, makes you want to withdraw.

Molly: Yeah, well. Can't go through life afraid to connect 'cos the thing might end, right?

Boya Zsekely: Not might.

Tobby Kirsch: Allow me: Main Steward Tobby Kirsch on the way to Bangkok, unmarried.

Molly: Unmarried? Why didn't you say that before?

Tobby Kirsch: That changes the situation, right?

Molly: Sure. I don't have anything against a little adventure with a married man. But with a Vesuv who wants to get married? Never!

Tobby Kirsch: I am here for you but unfortunately I am like the Vesuv, only fire from time to time. But when I explode, I do it like the Vesuv. Devastating. You should see this.

Molly: Thanks, but I'm not interested in nature catastrophies.

Tobby Kirsch: Too bad, you miss so much nice in your life.

Molly: Hey pussycat... Mwah mwah mwah...

Jimmy Ringo: Well didn't he... didn't he leave you anything?

Molly: Mmm-hmm. A horse a saddle, two guns and $15 dollars.

Peggy Walsh: How different?

Molly: The way Bucky was different that last year. You know, not wild anymore. Just sorry.

Peggy Walsh: And what good did it do Bucky?

Molly: None, I guess.

Molly: How's it up on the trap line? Is it safe enough for my Moose man all alone?

Wayne Santley: Well, Molly, there's a big grizzly robbin' all the traps, but he's due to hole up any day now.

Molly: Honey baby, I'm goin' with ya.

Moose: Aw, Molly, woman don't trap and kill fur animals!

Molly: Well, you do your trappin' and I'll just sit and watch for the grizzly. If he tries to bother my honey baby, I'll break his durn back!