Nora Quotes in Final Destination 2 (2003)

Nora: What? Pigeons?

Nora: Do you have any valium?

Kat: Yeah.

[Nora takes the pill]

Kat: You're only supposed to take half of that.

Rory: Keep 'em coming.

[in an elevator; on the phone]

Nora: Hello?

Burke: Nora!

Nora: Who is this?

Burke: Nora? Can you hear me?

Nora: O-Officer Burke? I can't hear you! What?

Eugene: What? What's he saying?

Burke: Nora, a man with hooks is gonna kill you.

Kimberly Corman: No!

Nora: Tim!

Man: Look out!

Man #2: Watch out!

Nora: If it is my time to go and be in heaven with my family, I can accept that.

Nora: No, let me go!

Nora: I don't wanna die!

Nora: Get me out here!

Farren: [crying] I know he lied, but he did protect us. This whole time, all he ever wanted to do was protect us, mom and mom, you're never gonna find a man as good as Bob, never again.

Ian: I never thought I'd say this, but I agree with Farren.

Gillian: [looks at Nora] I suppose you have something to say, too.

Nora: [looks at mom] I want Bob to be my daddy.

Bob Ho: So, tell me more about Halloween.

Nora: It's the best. You get candy, everyone pretends to be someone else, and nobody knows who you really are.

Bob Ho: Sounds familiar.

Russian Thug: What are you supposed to be?

Nora: A cyborg, sent from the future to blast you away!

Nora: Mommy, that man can fly!

[first lines]

Nora: Mom! Jethro's eating my underwear!

[pronounced 'unduweahw']

Nora: [Heading toward a Chinese restaurant] Doesn't look like they have chicken tenders here!

Nora: Boys are pigs.

Nora: [on the pyramid incarcerating Anubis] They ended up imprisoning their own god!

Nora: [from trailer] This is the find of a century.

Nora: How did you let this happen to you?

Barney: He-he. I let my whole life happen to me.

Nora: Well, if there's enough room for a chowder-head like you, then there's *more* than enough room for a dragon.

Nora: [singing] Watch out, or I'll take you apart!

Lena Gogan, Willie, Grover, Merle: [singing] We'd like to see you try it!

Nora: Where did you get that bruise?

Pete: Mr. Gogan. I was milking the cow and I missed the bucket.

Nora: [singing] Welcome the dragon while you have a chance / give him his moment to rise up and dance!

Nora: What time would you say it is?

Dr. Richard Gordon: Say it's about 3 o'clock Earth time here.

Nora: 'Cept that we don't know how many hours are in the daily cycle here. You know this place could move around faster than our Earth!

Dr. Richard Gordon: Well let's figure it for 3 o'clock anyway! That gives us 3 or 4 hours before dark.

Nora: Look, let's get out of here and get back to the ship. I'm scared to death and I don't mind admitting it.

Nora: Why, am I glad you're back. Did you have a good trip?

Dr. Patricia Bennett: Lovely, if you like walking.

Nora: What a desolate, forsaken place.

[After the climax of their first date]

Nora: Do you have a hankie, Mr. Joyce?

Nora: [seeing R] Oh my God! Is that him?

Julie: Yeah...

[R waves to Nora]

Nora: [waving back] Sup?

Julie: I actually miss him.

Nora: You... you miss... him...

Julie: I know, I'm so stupid.

Nora: Like... like you're attracted to him...

Julie: No, I don't...

Nora: Like... he could be your boyfriend? Your zombie... zombie boyfriend?

[pause]

Nora: I mean, I know it's really hard to meet guys right now, with the apocalypse and stuff. Trust me. And like I know that you miss Perry. But Julie, this is just weird. Like, I wish the internet was still working so I could just look up what whatever it is that's wrong with you.

Nora: Oh honey, there just welcoming you into the family.

Hank: They set me on fire.

Nora: Just your pants.

Nora: Did you not hear me? My brother is missing!

Hank: Did you not hear me? I'm on TV!

Nora: I've searched everywhere. Nothing.

Tom: Where's Hank?

Nora: He's not going to make the cut.

Tom: I hope the family isn't to blame.

Nora: [smiles] They're totally to blame.

[hug]

Hank: [with passion] Every once in a while, I carve a pumpkin with a knife made of lollipop sticks...

Nora: [talking on the phone] It totally sucks!

Nora: No animals are nicer. They don't boo when they're killing something.

Nora: He's got kind of a... Brad Pitt thing going there.

Glen: I saw a little... Anne Heche there too. Does *that* sound gay?

Dizzy: [stealing the mic from the Gospel preacher] Ladies and gentleman! Brothers and sisters! I'd like to talk to you all about sex! The devil's middle name, sex! You know what the best form of sexual abstinence is? Being me. Can I get an amen?

Nora: Amen!

Dizzy: You wanna talk about some pain? Lemme hear ya! You wanna talk about pain?

Gospel Singer: That boy's got the spirit.

Reverend: He's an idiot.

Dizzy: If ever a member of the opposite sex ever told you you are not her type...

Crowd: AMEN!

Dizzy: Let me hear you shout amen-ah! If you ever had duct tape-ah ripped off-ah your naked buttocks-ah...

Crowd: AMEN!

Dizzy: Let me hear you shout amen. If you ever had your manhood right-angled in front of the entire congregation, now let me hear you shout amen!

Nora: Mr. Provolone! I'm leaving you to go to the Underwood's.

Snaps: Underwood's? You're going to work for Bruce?

Nora: I'm marrying Bruce.

Snaps: You're marrying Bruce? I found him first! I mean, for my daughter.

Nora: We met the day he called on Lisa. Oh, it was love at first sight.

Snaps: Congratulations... You're fired!

Nora: You can't fire me... I quit!

Snaps: [shouts as she leaves] Try gettin' a reference outta me, sister!

[to himself]

Snaps: Great! The maid gets a millionaire, and my daughter gets a chauffeur.

Nora: I'm glad to be getting out of this house. From now on, I'll have servants of me own!

Snaps: You'll find out what a picnic that is!

[Nora grabs the wrong valise and exits]

Dr. Thornton Poole: Shocking insolence! I would have terminated her immediately.

Snaps: I can't do that anymore. Best I could do is fire her.

Nora: I say do it. I dont care what, just do it. Jam me, jack me, push me, pull me, talk hard.

Mark Hunter: I've got something to show you.

Nora: Is it bigger than a baby's arm?

Mark Hunter: I know that all of my horny listeners would love it if I would call up the "eat me, beat me" lady. But no! Because she never encloses her number.

Nora: Tough luck, creepoid.

Mark Hunter: Always the same red paper, the same beautiful black writing. She's probably a lot like me, a legend in her own mind. Hehehehe. But you know what, I bet in real life she's probably not that wild. I bet she's kind of shy like so many of us briskly walking the halls, pretending to be late for some class, pretending to be distracted. Hey, poetry lady, are you really this cool? Are you out there? Are you listening?

Nora: I'm always out here.

Nora: I'm the "Eat me, beat me" lady.

Sheldon: I'll be in my office, the big one with a view!

Nora: They all have views, you dumb shit!

Sheldon: Not looking this way, cupcake!

Randolph: Didn't she tell you of the love we once had. Passionate yet tender, old-fashioned yet experimental.

Sheldon: Randolph, you have lost your mind.

Randolph: Oh, enlighten the lad, Nora. You were such a hot little brood mare, does the bridle still fit?

Sheldon: Hey, watch your mouth mister!

Nora: What experiments? I've had firmer handshakes, ya drunk.

Randolph: Please, it's small but, it's fierce!

Randolph: What about Wally the Whale?

Sheldon: Laura, how could you do it with Wally the Whale?

Randolph: There she blows!

Sheldon: I don't believe this is happening. I can't believe you didn't tell me about this.

Nora: Listen, Sheldon, I'm not proud of it but, there was a time in my life when I was a bit of a kiddie host groupie.

[Randolph mentions his long-ago affair with Nora]

Nora: That was a long time ago. I was young and stupid.

Randolph: And limber.

Nora: You're here to sell sugar and plastic.

Sheldon: You work for Kidnet? Are you serious?

Nora: As a heart attack.

Nora: We know you didn't kill Spinner so just cool your jets.

Randolph: Oh, thank you, Mother Teresa, why don't you tell that to the angry mob outside? They want my fucking ass. I'm like a god damn toaster at Macy's; Rainbow's ass - aisle three.

Nora: I'm telling you, Stokes cut some kind of deal with Buggy for the Smoochy slot

Sheldon: Wait a minute, Buggy Ding-Dong? The host of "Buggy's Bumpy Railroad"?

Nora: Yeah, until he discovered the joys of Turkish black mule heroin.

Sheldon: That doesn't make any sense. Why would Stokes want to replace Smoochy with some smack addict?

Nora: I don't know.

Sheldon: Oh, man. Someone toss me a beach towel, cause my head is swimmin'!

Ray Tuckby: Nora, would you like to go on a date?

Nora: Been waiting 18 years for you to ask...

Ray Tuckby: [watching tiny TV] Don't you think Happy Days is just the best?

Nora: It *is* awfully good, there's not denying it.

Ray Tuckby: We really do have quite a lot in common, don't you think?

Ray Tuckby: [suddenly stops kissing] What they hey was that?

Nora: It's called a French kiss.

Ray Tuckby: A what?

Ray Tuckby: It's a little more intimate than a regular kiss. I read about it recently in one of those Harlequin books, over in the miscellaneous section, aisle 3.

Ray Tuckby: Sure was different. Kinda like a toothbrush. But I liked it.

Elvira: [to Nora at the funeral, listening some people crying about Mama Cora was too young to die] The 'Petite Emilia'! The things you have to hear! Did you hear that? The old woman was almost 80! What did they want? That she reached 100? If I get to live only one more day after my 80th birthday, I kill myself! I swear!

Nora: That's what she did.

Elvira: Oh... That's what she did, you're right!

Nora: I adore children! That's probably why God made me sterile.

Nora: [when Elvira is trying to take her sunglasses off] No! Not my sunglasses! I hate noon's sunlight.

Elvira: Oh, right...

[to Sergio, her husband, as she leaves]

Elvira: Sergio! take care of the 'drinks'

[in English]

Nora: [ironically, to Sergio] 'Drinks'? Those language lessons seem to be paying off.

Sergio: Yes, she already learned how to say 'No' in four different languages.

Susana: [crying about their mother-in-law who seems to have commited suicide] This is horrible... Jorge will never forgive me.

Elvira: Oh, he will. He's a poor, spineless man.

Susana: [sobbing] I will never forgive myself.

Elvira: Oh. That's a whole different thing... If you have any reasons to feel guilty...

Susana: And you? What is it you do so you don't feel remorse?

Elvira: Me? Nothing. I do what I am supposed to do, try not to be unfair to people...

Nora: Yet me, who are the less guilty of us all, I'm full of aweful remorses!

Elvira: Why less guilty? You are as innocent as I am!

Nora: Elvira, I wouldn't like to put my finger on an open sore... but in the end you and Sergio are living in what used to be Mama Cora's house. And these are her furnitures!

Susana: I'm a very discreet person, Nora. I've always known about your affair with Sergio and never said a word, you see.

Nora: [outraged] That's a lie! That's infamous!

Susana: I've known it for two years. Don't deny it, Nora. I myself saw both of you, leaving a motel. You were wearing a black scarf and dark sunglasses.

Nora: You... you must be confused! What you saw was a woman wearing a black scarf, black sunglasses and a black cloak...

Susana: I didn't mention a cloak...

Susana: [remembering]

Susana: That's right! Now I remember, you were wearing a black cloak, too!

Nora: [crying] But... It's all over now!

Elvira: [fighting loudly with her husband] ... hey, hey, hey, don't take flight since you're not a kite! And stop yelling at me if you don't want me to go for help to the nun's convent!

Nora: [standing up, sick of the shouting] Oh, no! no! I'm leaving! I can't no longer cope with this! In my house nobody ever raised his voice, not even to say 'good morning', so, I believe you are all very kind and very lovable, but I'm leaving...

[to Antonio, her husband]

Nora: Antonio!

Antonio: [reading the newspaper, with a bored expression] Nora, what happens now?

Nora: [leaving the house, followed by everyone else] My nerves aren't made of steel! My problem is not that I'm sensitive, I'm hyper-sensitive!

Elvira: [outside the house] What a heat! It's so hot! That must be why nobody came to the funeral. We would have had much more success if the old woman died in winter... and on a work day!

Nora: You're right.

Nora: [to Susana] When will you visit us with the litlle baby? The garden is so wonderful. The landscape is so inspiring. You must come! When will that be?

Susana: [cynically] Whenever you invite us...

Nora: Tomorrow!... No, not tomorrow... Next Tuesday!... No, next Tuesday won't work either... Next Wednesday!... Next Wednesday, I'll phone you and we'll settle the day up. The baby will be able to sunbath there, run through the meadows...

Susana: She doesn't run yet.

Nora: Well... I imagine she breathes at least!

[last lines]

Nora: You know what this means, right?

Tyler Gage: No, what's it mean?

Nora: You're going to have to get some tights.

Tyler Gage: Done.

[He kisses her]

Tyler Gage: [about a dance Nora imagines] If you imagined it with dancers you should do it!

Nora: Where am I going to get dancers?

Tyler Gage: You know, you do go to a school just busting with kids in tights!

Tyler Gage: I'll do it.

Nora: Do what?

Tyler Gage: I don't know. Whatever y'all trying to do out here.

Nora: You want to lift me? Are you kidding?

Tyler Gage: Does it look like I'm kidding?

Director Gordon: And you say that he can dance?

Nora: He's adequate.

Tyler Gage: Adequate?

Director Gordon: See. That's my concern. He's not taking this seriously.

Tyler Gage: Look, I'm sorry. It's just y'all are talking about dancing like it's rocket science or something.

Nora: It's just for a couple of weeks. Until Andrew gets better.

Tyler Gage: Yeah.

Director Gordon: This would be your risk Nora. It's your Senior piece.

Nora: I know.

Director Gordon: Well, don't make me regret my decision.

Nora: [talking to Tyler] 2:30 tomorrow. Bring your tights.

Tyler Gage: Tights? Wait. What?

Tyler Gage: What? I'm not late

Nora: You're not dress either. You can change at the back

Tyler Gage: I can change here.

[taking of his jacket]

Nora: I told you to bring tights

Tyler Gage: Do I look like I own tights?

Nora: Shoes?

Tyler Gage: I move better with them

Nora: I found a rehearsal partner. So now I won't miss a beat when Andrew gets back.

Nora's Mom: Your applications arrived from Cornell and Brown. I put them on your bed. Remember our deal, Nora. If you don't get a job from the showcase you go to school in the fall.

Nora: So are you going to ask me to dance?

Tyler Gage: I didn't know you could dance without your tights!

Nora: OK, um, I get it. You're not going to use me to get out of cleaning the windows, even if you were capable of dancing.

Tyler Gage: I'm not trying to get out of anything. And I know you saw me the other day.

Nora: Thank You, but, um, I can find someone else.

Tyler Gage: [Goes to leave] Aight. I was just trying to help.

Nora: Okay, wait.

[He stops and turns around]

Nora: Catch me.

Tyler Gage: [She runs towards him and he catches her, then he lets her fall in his arms] Now what?

Nora: Um put me down.

[He puts her down]

Brett Dolan: When someone hands you your dreams you take it. You don't ask questions.

Nora: I would.

Brett Dolan: You think you would.

Brett Dolan: This isn't about me or Miles, Nora. It's about Tyler

Nora: No, Brett, It's about me

Max: All I know is that when I'm not with you I'm a total wreck.

Nora: And when you are with me?

Max: I'm a different kind of total wreck.

Nora: Honey, I got everything you need.

Nora: Wait a minute, we get naked with each other and touch each other and you get inside of me and you can't tell me how much rent you pay. Your landlord knows, you're not even fucking him.

Sherri: You know, our Max is quite a catch. How did you manage it?

Nora: I give a good blowjob, I guess.

Sherri: Hmm... I bet you do!

Nora: And I bet you don't.

[Nora is going to meet Max's friends for Thanksgiving]

Nora: Alright, I'm gonna go in there, I'm gonna say 'Hello, my name is Nora and you can all go fuck yourselves, I'm not Janey.' How's that?

Max: Perfect.

Judy: Come on, I wanna know how you two met.

Nora: I picked him up in a bar. How's that?

Max: I was drunk, and she was drunk, and I liked her looks so I convinced her to let me bring her home, and I seduced her on the sofa bed, and it was magic, and I keep coming back for more.

Nora: [talking at bar] Do you swim?

Max: What was that?

Nora: I mean are you a swimmer? You're not real muscular but you're strong am I right?

Max: You're drunk.

[grins back at her]

Nora: yeah, soon I will be falling all over you.

Nora: I don't want to die here.

Karen: You're not going to die. You'll be fine.

Nora: You expect me to live forever?

Karen: Don't start that again.

Nora: Even if I could, I wouldn't want to. It's just one disappointment after another.

Nora: Humans break so easily.

Nora: We eat, drink, snort cocaine and fuck as much as we want, and we don't get fat, pregnant, or addicted. Come on, smile. Millions of girls would kill for that.

Nora: Wake up my Romeo.

Nora: Then why did we go to Paris?

Louise: You should not have killed the pilot.

Nora: I didn't breathe for minutes.

Brennan: I'm glad you didn't die.

Nora: Me too. 'Coz then this would be awkward.

Nora: Is your world spinning or would you like another drink?

Brennan: My world is spinning and I would love another drink.

Brennan: I wouldn't lie to you either.

Nora: Really?

Brennan: Uh huh.

Nora: Oh! Well, then you would be a robot. Everybody lies, everybody does *fucked* up stuff. It just comes down to the intentions behind them.

Nora: How romantic is dying together?

Brennan: It's not as romantic as living together.

Brennan: I never got a text, so I guess... guess you never saw me

[in the nightmare]

Brennan: .

Nora: I did. Two days ago in Nashville.

Nora: Can you enjoy me, like I want to enjoy you? Let's just do that. Okay?

Brennan: I guess we go, get drunk.

Nora: We're good at that.

Raymond: [barely playing along as if they were strangers] So, what line of work are you in, Miss Evans?

Nora: Oh please, call me Nora.

Raymond: Nora. Nora, Nora...

Nora: I'm a brain surgeon, mainly. How 'bout you?

Raymond: I'm a grave digger myself. Um, digging my own as we speak. Rapidly.

Nora: Well that makes two things you do quick.

Henry: I told you I was sick. 72 is normal. When your pulse gets to 125 you die.

Nora: Whatcha waitin' for?

Henry: I'm very, very nervous about the whole thing. She wants to climb that flagpole and put up this aerial.

Marie: And she wants us to help?

Henry: Yes, and I really think she ought to have a net under her.

Nora: She ought to have a net *over* her if you ask me.

Nora: Sometimes we do bad things just because we love too much!

Nora: What kind of man is he? There's grace in the line and color, but it doesn't emerge pure. It pushes at the edge of something still tentative, unresolved - as if somewhere in the man there is still a key unturned.

Tony: That's quite an analysis.

Nora: Not really. When you come to think of it - it sort of fits everybody, doesn't it?

Nora: The good things always happen with the rain.

Nora: This may hurt a little.

Tony: I agreed to take my chances.