Monica Quotes in The Fast and the Furious (2001)

[Monica runs Edwin's hand over her breast before the race]

Monica: Feel that? This is yours, even if you lose. But if you win, you get her too.

[Edwin races and loses]

Edwin: Hey, hey, Monica!

Monica: What's your problem, nigga? You didn't win!

[Crowd disses Edwin]

Edwin: Fuck you, then!

Michael: I know which job I was the worst at. Being a husband.

Monica: That's not a job.

Tucker: It sure is.

Monica: You guys just haven't met the right girl.

Andre: Where's the lemon stuff?

Monica: It's gone. Steve likes to put it in his booze. Try the vanilla stuff.

Nicole: Chips, come here. Come on, Chips!

Monica: [mocking] Come on, Chips.

Monica: You've got to drive faster, man!

Monica: Thank God, I couldn't stay in that fucking truck anymore.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?

Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.

Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.

Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.

Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.

Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.

Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.

Monica: Both you girlies shut up.

[about Brian's record ]

Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.

[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]

Roman Pearce: What's all that?

Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.

[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]

Monica: Thank you.

Monica: What's your name?

Mr. Furious: D-do you mean my secret identity? 'Cause I couldn't...

Monica: No, I just mean your name.

Mr. Furious: My name. Ummm... wow. Okay... It's... Phoenix... Phoenix Dark... Dirk... Phoenix... Dark Dirk. I was christened Dirk Steel and then I changed it to Phoenix...

Monica: Forget about it. It's okay.

Mr. Furious: It's Roy! That's, that's my name. My... my real name is Roy.

Monica: Just. Be. Roy. Okay?

Monica: I don't find you threatening.

Mr. Furious: Oh! Well, you're very, uh... you're very, uh... kind.

Monica: At all.

[Monica is trying to eat dinner behind the counter when Mr. Furious approaches to try to strike up a conversation. He notices photographs of motorcycles in the magazine she is reading]

Mr. Furious: You're into motorcycles.

Monica: [uninterested] No, not really.

Mr. Furious: Oh. 'Cause I got a motorcycle.

Monica: [She nods without looking up] Yeah, what kind?

Mr. Furious: It's a Harley...

Monica: A Harley!

Mr. Furious: [He nods, then lurches into honesty] ... compatible. It's a Harley-compatible. Basically the same engineering.

Mr. Furious: That could work. I'm a loose cannon. I'm unpredictable. I stormed off, why can't I storm back?

Monica: Or, you could just say you're sorry.

Mr. Furious: Do you think there's a really angry way I can say I'm sorry?

Mr. Furious: I just want to be there when the team rescues Amazing.

Monica: Well, you could go back.

Mr. Furious: Actually, I can't. I just left this morning.

Detective Harris: You sent five guys to the hospital, in the process you got me shot, you know where Hiroshi is being held, and you decide to go to a strip off?

Monica: You're just bitter because you got shot.

[David has his first birthday with the resurrected Monica]

Narrator: [narrating] David had never had a birthday party because David had never been born, so they baked a cake and lit some candles.

Monica: [Monica lays David's birthday cake in front of him] Now, make a wish.

David: It came true already.

[as David blows out his candles]

[Monica arrives in the woods with David, prepared to leave him there alone]

Monica: [David makes the picnic blanket for them both] David, listen. Now... you won't understand the reasons, but... I have - I have to leave you here.

David: Is it a game?

Monica: No.

David: When will you come back for me?

Monica: I'm not, David. You'll have to be here by yourself.

David: Alone?

Monica: [Monica's voice breaks with tears in her eyes] With Teddy.

David: [David begins to uncontrollably cry] No. No, no, no, no, no, no! No, Mommy, please! No, no! Please, Mommy, no!

Monica: Shh. Shh. Shh. They will destroy you, David. Please, David.

David: No! No, Mommy! I'm sorry I broke myself. I'm so sorry I cut your hair off... And I'm sorry I hurt you and I hurt Martin.

Monica: [Monica starts screaming as she begins to cry, holding David away from holding her] I have to go! I have to go! Stop it! Stop it! I have to go now.

David: [Monica stands up as David continues to try and hold her] Mommy, no! Mommy! Mommy, if Pinocchio became a real... and I become a real boy, can I come home?

Monica: That's just a story.

David: But a story tells what happens.

Monica: [Monica runs back to the car where she gets on her knees to talk to David one last time] Stories are not real! You're not real! Now, listen to me. Look. Look! Take this, all right? Take this. Don't let anyone see how much it is, okay? Now, look, don't go that way. Look! Look at me! Look! Don't go that way. Go anywhere but that way or they'll catch you. Don't ever let them catch you! Listen, stay away from Flesh Fairs, away from where there are lots of people. Stay away from all people. Only others like you. Only Mecha are safe!

David: [David cries with his two hands around Monica's neck] Why do you wanna leave me? Why do you wanna leave me? I'm sorry I'm not real. If you let me, I'll be so real for you.

Monica: [Monica tries pulling off David, as she screams, throwing David off her] Let go. Let go, David. Let go!

Monica: [Monica looks at David laying on the ground] I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the world.

[Monica reads the words that will imprint herself on David, and give David the feelings to love]

Monica: Now, I'm gonna read some words. And, uh, they won't make any sense, but I want you to listen to them anyway... and look at me all the time. Can you do that?

David: Yes, Monica.

Monica: [Monica puts her finger tips to the back of David's neck] Can you feel my hand on the back of your neck?

David: Yes.

Monica: [David remains to sit while smiling] Does any of this hurt?

David: No.

Monica: Okay, now, look at me. Ready? Cirrus. Socrates. Particle. Decibel. Hurricane. Dolphin. Tulip. Monica. David. Monica.

Monica: [David's expression goes silent] All right. I wonder if I did that right. I don't...

David: What were those words for, Mommy?

Monica: [Monica closes and opens her eyes] What did you call me?

David: Mommy.

Monica: [Monica smiles rolling her hand onto David's neck] Who am I, David?

David: [David softly whispers while hugging onto Monica] You are my Mommy.

[the resurrected Monica begins to fall back asleep in her bed]

Monica: [Monica watches David] Such a beautiful day.

Monica: [Monica whispers to David] I love you, David.

Monica: [Monica wraps her arms around David] I do love you.

Monica: [Monica whispers her last words to David] I have always loved you.

[David holds his head to Monica with tears rolling down his eyes and a smile on his face]

[Monica introduces David to Teddy]

Monica: [Monica turns Teddy on] His name is Teddy. Teddy, this is David.

David: Hello, Teddy.

Teddy: Hello, David.

Monica: David, Teddy is a super toy, and I know you two will take good care of each other.

Teddy: [Teddy makes a scowl face to Monica when his ears go back] I am not a toy.

[David walks into Monica's bedroom asking her will she die]

David: Mommy, will you die?

Monica: Well, one day, David, yes, I will.

David: [David says with a slight sadness in his voice] I'll be alone.

Monica: Don't worry yourself so.

David: [David lays his head on Monica's lap] How long will you live?

Monica: For ages. For 50 years

David: [David whispers while Monica puts her hand on David's head] I love you, Mommy. I hope you never die. Never.

Monica: [Monica looks away] Yes.

[Monica takes David on a car ride back to Cybertronics]

David: [David tries talking to Monica with Teddy in his lap] Where are we going? Someplace nice? Are those happy tears? What's for dinner tonight?

Monica: You know you don't eat.

David: Yes. But I like sitting at the table.

[David see's his bedroom for the first time when asked about going to sleep]

Monica: How late do they let you stay up?

David: I can never go to sleep. But I can lay quietly and not make a peep.

[David talks to the lightly dazed Monica after her resurrection]

Monica: I must be confused. What day is it?

David: [David smiles] It is... today.

[Monica's first response to Henry bringing home David]

Monica: [screaming at Henry] I can't accept this! There is no substitute for your own child!

[Henry arrives home with the Mecha David]

Monica: Henry, what are you doing?

Henry Swinton: [Henry holds onto Monica] I love you. Don't kill me.

[Monica returns to find David in the closet, where she put him before for how uncomfortable he was making her]

David: Is it a game?

Monica: Yes. Hide-and-seek.

Monica: [Monica tags David on the shoulder while nervously smiling] I found you.

[Henry and Monica discuss about David looking like a real child]

Monica: I mean, Henry, did you see his face? He's - He's so real. But he's not.

Henry Swinton: No, he's not.

Monica: I mean, inside he's like all the rest, isn't he?

Henry Swinton: A hundred miles of fiber, yeah.

Monica: But outside, he just looks so real - Like he is a real child.

Henry Swinton: A Mecha child

Monica: A child.

[David continues to play hide-and-seek with Monica, finding her in the bathroom]

David: [David opens the door, as Monica gasps] I found you.

Monica: [Monica yells] Out! Out! Out! Get out of here! And close the goddamn door!

[Monica holds her pajama pants up so David won't see anything, as David closes the door]

[David and Martin call to Teddy to see who he will go to]

David: [David calmly asks Teddy] Come here, Teddy.

Martin Swinton: [Martin calls out] Come on!

David: Come here, boy.

Martin Swinton: [Martin bangs his lap] Teddy! Teddy! Come here! Come on, Teddy! Come here!

David: [David calmly says] Come here, Teddy.

Martin Swinton: [Martin yells out louder] Come here Teddy! Come!

Teddy: [Teddy doesn't make a choice and then runs to Monica who enters the room] Mommy! Mommy!

Monica: [Monica carries Teddy out by one arm] Are they torturing you, Teddy?

[David attempts to cut off a piece of Monica's hair with a pair of giant scissors]

Henry Swinton: [Henry wakes up, grabbing onto David by the shoulders] Why did you do that! Why did you do that!

Monica: Henry, what are you doing? You're hurting him!

Henry Swinton: [Henry begins to shake David] Talk to me! David, Goddamn it! Talk to me, David!

Monica: [David drops the pair of scissors] Henry, let him go! You're hurting him!

Henry Swinton: [Henry continues to shake David uncontrollably, yelling] Why did you do that! Why did you do that!

Monica: [as Monica yells out] You're hurting him! Don't break him!

David: [Henry stops shaking him as David softly replies] Henry, I wanted mommy to love me... more.

[Henry talks to Monica about sending David back to Cybertronics]

Monica: I will not let you take him back. You told me what would happen...

Henry Swinton: Think about this. If he was created to love, then it's reasonable to assume he knows how to hate. And if pushed to those extremes, what is he really capable of?

[David wakes up the resurrected Monica from her bed by combing her hair with his hand]

David: [Monica opens her eyes as David whispers to her] I found you.

Monica: [Monica smiles, whispering back] Hi.

David: [David smiles with dried tears on his eyes] Hi.

Monica: I must have dozed off. How long have I...

David: Would you like some coffee? Just the way you like it?

Monica: Yeah, I'd love a coffee. It'll wake me up.

Monica: All I'm saying is, that girl, she has her own agenda. She doesn't care about Jonny, she doesn't know the first thing about him. She just wants a guy who's gonna do whatever she tells him to. It is a good thing that she broke up with you.

Monica: There are a lot of things in my life that I thought were real and ended up being fake. Why can't the opposite be true?

Monica: I call that futile feeling, Ozymandias Melancholia.

Jack: Look, the time for debating has long passed. Let's go down to the car.

Monica: Oh, a car is different. You can fuck me in the car, I'm fine with that.

Monica: I love entering places illegally.

Charlie: [Charlie, obviously drunk, is entertaining his friends with stories from acting camp] He started squirting everybody with this turkey baster and screaming "Un-sex me! Un-sex me!"

Dennis: Wasn't Willem Dafoe in that group?

Charlie: Yeah, and he went on to talk about how a lot of secrets are hidden in people's basements...

Leopold: Like the Louvre?

[everybody pauses and looks at Leo]

Leopold: I'm sorry, Charles, you were saying?

Patrice: What about the Louvre?

Monica: Yeah, tell us what you were going to say.

Leopold: Well, not all of the artwork in the Louvre is on the walls. Some is in the basement.

Patrice: You've been in the basement of the Louvre?

Leopold: Why, yes!

Patrice: I was a art history major at Vassar!

Leopold: Ahhhh...

Rigby Reardon: [voice-over] There's one thing I liked about Monica... the words "I can't" weren't in her vocabulary.

Rigby Reardon: Monica, I want you to do something for me.

Monica: I can't.

Rigby Reardon: I guess she'd added them since the last time I'd seen her.

Hillary: I don't want to look desperate.

Monica: Desperate? You could stand there naked with a mattress strapped to your back and still look like a vestal virgin.

Hillary: Do you think that would work?

Monica: Throwing a party it's like... it's like an invitation for abuse. It's like the last desperate act of someone who hasn't had a lasting relationship since Junior High.

Monica: [Throws a drink at a romantic movie on TV] I hate you mother fuckers!

Monica: [Knocks on the door] Chloe, please open the door.

Chloe: Go away Monica.

Monica: I think you should come out here so we can talk about this.

Chloe: If I come out there I won't be responsible for my actions.

Monica: I am prepared to take that chance if you are.

Chloe: [Opens the door] Seriously?

Monica: Yes. You don't trust me, right?

Chloe: No, I don't.

Monica: Right, I understand that, but what can I do?

Chloe: You can start by telling me why you're helping him.

Monica: Helping Theo?

Chloe: Yeah.

Monica: Why do people always want simple answers?

Monica: You don't like me very much do you, Chloe?

Chloe: What's there to like? Your money? Your house?

Monica: Something happened to the world and nobody understood it. It was confusing and people started jumping to conclusions. There are no more absolutes. Time space good evil the things we know the things we believe in the things we see we thought we understood these things but maybe we don't maybe they're all relative.

Monica: We are supposed to be talking

Steve: screaming: We are talking!

Monica: No, we are not talking.

Steve: Ok, we'll talk, talk!... talk! talk!

Monica: screams: aaaah!

Monica: You really make me sick.

Steve: Oh, thank you very much!

Monica: If I eat, I wanna throw up. If I don't, I get a headache. If I sleep, I have nightmares. If I don't sleep, I get depressed. I can't move. I am stuck on a chair, just going over every word, and it just makes me even sicker.

Steve: This is your idea of a conversation?

Monica: There used to be reasons for people to be together, like stability, security and maybe even a kid. But you see, I don't need you for the those reasons nowadays. I mean, I can get them on my own now if I wanted to. So... if there are no real reasons for two people to be together, then you are into unreal reasons, fantastic reasons, like happiness, good company and comfort and understanding and emotional support... God, you wouldn't ask that much from a saint. So you look at this person and you say... what the good is this person for anyway?

Steve: I'm going crazy...

Monica: See, that's different! I thought it was your everday garden-variety existential crisis. But crazy is different.

Monica: Does a person with a penis always have to be a dickhead?

Monica: This man survived the concentration camps. And then he met YOU.

Monica: Come on, Chris! Fuck me. You're dying to, I know you are.

Chris: I just got married.

Monica: Yeah. And? It'll be your wedding present.

Jo: What's the worst thing you can imagine?

Monica: Chickens. Small boys with chickens.

Monica: So just who the fuck are you?

Det. Rick Wilson: I am the man...

[Rick giggles]

Det. Rick Wilson: ...that's gonna kill the fucking Scalper.

Monica: Why are you going to kill the fucking Scalper?

Det. Rick Wilson: Cause I am Detective Rick Fucking Wilson!

Monica: Wow, a detective. Are you going to fucking arrest me?

Det. Rick Wilson: I can think of a better idea.

Monica: I'll play you.

Quincy: For what?

Monica: Your heart.

Monica: [reads note] "Q, you are SO fine. I been wantin' to get with you. Take me to the Spring Dance and I promise I'll leave you satisfied."

[In a disgusted tone]

Monica: Ugh... What a ho!

Quincy: Why she gotta be a ho? Cuz she wants to get with me?

Monica: Um, she's a ho because she's sending her coochie through the mail! I mean, she's not saying "You're a nice guy, and I want to get to know you." She's saying, "I wanna bone!"

Quincy: At least she's honest.

Monica: [rolling her eyes] Yeah... an honest tramp ass ho! But then, I guess you'll stick your thing in anything.

Quincy: My "thing?" Didn't know you cared so much.

Monica: I don't.

Quincy: Who you goin to the dance with anyway? Spalding?

Monica: Who's Spalding?

Quincy: [nods at basketball in Monica's hands]

Monica: [punches Quincy] Stupid!

Monica: I've been in love with you since I was eleven, and the shit won't go away.

Camille Wright: I don't know why I keep wishing that you'll grow out of this tomboy phase.

Monica: I won't. I'm a lesbian.

[her sister cracks up]

Camille Wright: That's not funny.

Monica: That's what you think, is it? Because I'd rather wear a jersey than an apron?

Coach Davis: [In her office after a game] We've got our final games against Oregon and Oregon State, and I'm shaking things up a bit, so... I'm starting you at point again.

Monica: But, uh... I thought Sidra's ankle was OK for next game.

Coach Davis: [impatiently] You want the job, or not?

Monica: Yeah.

[Keeps staring at Coach Davis]

Coach Davis: What?

Monica: It just... it just seems like you're always riding me.

Coach Davis: [pauses, then speaks] You think I'd go hoarse for a player with no potential? When I ignore you... then you worry.

Sidra O'Neal: That's what you get for trying to show out... freshman.

Monica: I was just trying to play ball.

Sidra O'Neal: You were TRYING to make me look bad.

Monica: Didn't have to try very hard.

Sidra O'Neal: Girl, don't you know you just sloppy seconds?

Big Toni: Sidra. Let it go.

Sidra O'Neal: The ONLY reason you here, is 'cause Tanya Randall got pregnant, and decided not to come. They were DONE recruiting.

Zvette: That's cold, Sid.

Sidra O'Neal: Just thought the girl should know.

[stalks off to the showers]

Shayla: Don't even trip, mama. She's just mad because she's bow-legged.

Quincy: I took the ho to Burger King.

Monica: Cheap date.

Monica: So that's it? Just forget about you and me?

Monica: What did I do?

Quincy: You forgot to be there.

Monica: I had curfew. If coach would've caught me I wouldn't have been able to start.

Quincy: At least you got your priorities straight.

Monica: I never asked you to choose.

Quincy: You never had to.

Monica: I'm a ball player.

Monica: It's a trip, you know? When you're a kid, you-you see the life you want, and it never crosses your mind that it's not gonna turn out that way.

Monica: She makes history seem like the cinema.

Sandy: No. Not the cinema. More like Shakespeare.

Monica: Fuck me once, fuck you! Fuck me twice, fuck me!

[Monica finishes the Clara and Billy story about Candyman]

Monica: [Monica narrating] She looked in the mirror, and I don't know why, but she said his name the last time.

Clara: Candyman.

Monica: [narrating] She turned out the lights...

Monica: [as we hear the sound of Clara's scream] And what he saw turned his hair white from shock. Killed her. Split her open with his hook, and then killed the baby, too. And Billy got away but soon after, he went crazy.

[the student Monica tells Helen the Clara & Billy story about Candyman]

Monica: [Monica narrating] This is the scariest story I ever heard and it's totally true. It happened a few years ago near Moses Lake in Indiana. Clara was babysitting for the Johnsons, and, uh... Billy pulls up on his motorcycle. She wasn't even going out with Billy, she was actually going out with Michael for about six months. But, um... she always kind of had the hots for Billy, 'cause he was like a bad boy. And Michael was... he was just so nice. So anyway, she decides that tonight's the night, that she's going to give Billy what she never gave to Michael.

Monica: He's just letting little Jesse do the thinking for big Jesse.

Monica: He should get some more points because she's so skanky.

Monica: You know, Tracy isn't universally loved. She tried to steal Brad from me. She's a Melrose Place superbitch.

Lisa: Monica, I need to pee.

Monica: Just hold it in.

Lisa: I have been waiting for over an hour.

Monica: I felt like a bimbo in cheap horror film.

Monica: I felt like a bimbo in a slasher movie screaming like that.