Nick Smith Quotes in Metropolitan (1990)

Nick Smith: It's a tiny bit arrogant of people to go around worrying about those less fortunate.

Nick Smith: Rick Von Slonecker is tall, rich, good looking, stupid, dishonest, conceited, a bully, liar, drunk and thief, an egomaniac, and probably psychotic. In short, highly attractive to women.

Jane Clark: Why should we believe you over Rick? We know you're a hypocrite. We know your "Polly Perkins" story was a fabrication...

Nick Smith: A composite.

Jane Clark: Whatever. And, that you're completely impossible and out of control, with some sort of drug problem and a fixation on what you consider Rick Von Sloneker's wickedness. You're a snob, a sexist, totally obnoxious, and tiresome. And lately, you've gotten just weird. Why should we believe anything you say?

Nick Smith: I'm not tiresome.

Nick Smith: I've always planned to be a failure anyway, that's why I plan to marry an extremely wealthy woman.

Nick Smith: The most important thing to realize about parents is that there is absolutely nothing you can do about them.

Nick Smith: Playing strip poker with an exhibitionist somehow takes the challenge away.

Nick Smith: The cha cha is no more ridiculous than life itself.

Nick Smith: I guess you could say it's extremely vulgar, I like it a lot.

Nick Smith: Driver! Follow that pedestrian!

Nick Smith: The titled aristocracy are the scum of the earth.

Sally Fowler: You always say "titled" aristocrats. What about "untitled" aristocrats?

Nick Smith: Well, I could hardly despise them, could I? That would be self-hatred.

Jane Clark: What are you reading?

Nick Smith: The story of Babar... I'd forgotten how beautiful it was.

Nick Smith: Dawn in the big city. There are eight million stories out there.

Audrey Rouget: [after Tom disappears with Serena] Tom's not used to places like this. Maybe he went through one of those stairway doors that lock from the inside.

Nick Smith: He can't get locked in. I used to have to use those doors when people forgot to invite me to their parties.

Charlie Black: I don't see how you can stand him. You're always complaining about people being frauds and phoneys. This guy is the phoney of the decade, yet you act as he were your long-lost best friend.

Nick Smith: Tom's hardly a phoney. Just mildly deluded. He's a perfectly nice guy.

Charlie Black: That's just another aspect of his phoniness. He's a terrible phoney, and when he's not being a phoney, he's a bastard.

Nick Smith: Oh, come on.

Charlie Black: You saw how he treated Audrey last night.

Nick Smith: Well, Audrey seems to have forgotten it.

Charlie Black: She has to act that way. Otherwise it would be even more humiliating. But I don't have to pretend Tom Townsend is a nice guy.

Nick Smith: You're really gaga about Audrey, aren't you?

Charlie Black: If by "gaga" you mean, do I like her? Yes, I do.

Nick Smith: Well, why don't you do something about it, instead of just going on and on about what a bastard Tom Townsend is.

Charlie Black: What do I do? Declare myself? That would be an absolute disaster. I don't think I haven't thought about these things. But I think if the situation could just continue as it has been, they gradually, over time, it'd grow into something more. That, at least, is what I've been hoping for.

Tom Townsend: I couldn't believe you're actually going to play bridge, such a cliché of bourgeois life.

Nick Smith: That's exactly why I play. I don't enjoy it one bit.

Nick Smith: [about his plan to sell Twin Oaks and move to Canada to take care of his sister] My mind's made up.

Cora Smith: So, you've given it a great deal of thought, your mind's made up? Without even talking it over with me, your mind's made up. Well, mine isn't!

Nick Smith: [coldly] That's too bad.