Rebecca Quotes in Plunkett & Macleane (1999)

Rebecca: [Rebecca walks up to Macleane after he has been staring at her] You are not a gentleman.

Macleane: I'm sorry?

Rebecca: No gentleman would stare at a lady like that in public.

Macleane: I do beg your pardon. Captain James Macleane, at your service.

Rebecca: Oh, so you are a gentlemen?

Macleane: Yes.

Rebecca: What a shame.

Rebecca: [after her father has asked why she is dancing with Macleane] He doesn't make my flesh crawl.

Macleane: *Thank* you.

Rebecca: [Talking to her father about one of her suitors] He makes my flesh crawl.

Rebecca: Mr. Chance, I do believe you have halitosis.

Rebecca: The noise she's making, she'll bring every one of those things down on her head.

Sam: As long as it's not on mine.

Beth: [trapped after a cave-in] You put in a flight-plan, right? If we don't report in they'll come looking for us.

Rebecca: That's how it's supposed to work, except I put in a flight-plan for Boreham Caverns and this isn't Boreham Caverns, is it Juno?

Beth: We're in the wrong fucking cave!

Juno: Holly was right! Boreham Caverns was a tourist trap!

Holly: Don't try and pin this fucking shit on me!

Rebecca: This is not caving, this is an ego-trip.

Sam: Where are we?

Juno: It hasn't got a name. It's a new system. I wanted us all to discover it! No one's ever been down here before.

Sam: Are you fucking kidding me?

Rebecca: [while Sarah is looking throught the camera, with night vision on] oh, fuck it! Hello!

Juno: Please!

Rebecca: Is there anybody there!

Beth: Hello?

[Sarah points the camera at Beth, Crawler behind her]

Sarah: [Sarah uses Holly's camera in night vision mode and sees all of the dead animal bones] Dead animals! Hundreds of them!

Beth: This is not good, guys.

Sam: Can we get out of here?

Rebecca: Which way?

Juno: [Uses lighter to try and find the breeze] Come on.

[the lighter's flame does not move]

Juno: I don't know.

Beth: What do you mean you don't know?

Juno: There's no breeze! It could be any one of these tunnels! Take your pick!

Rebecca: Oh, fuck it!

[yelling]

Rebecca: Helloooooo!

Juno: [trying to calm down Rebecca] Please!

Rebecca: [continuing to yell] Is there anybody there?

Beth: [also yelling] Hello!

[a crawler suddenly appears behind Beth]

Rebecca: [to Sacagawea] You rock! I am a big fan.

Rebecca: So! What can I tell you about the museum?

Larry: Ok, Attila the Hun: What is that guy's problem?

Rebecca: And up ahead is one of my favorite creatures in the whole museum: the capuchin monkey, a highly intelligent primate, known for its loving and generous nature.

Larry: Huh!

Rebecca: Excuse me?

[about Sacajawea]

Larry: Was she deaf? She seems a bit unresponsive.

Rebecca: That's because she's a statue...

Larry: [about Teddy Roosevelt] He was our fourth president, right?

Rebecca: Twenty-sixth.

Rebecca: My heart is breaking, Father.

Isaac of York: My heart broke long ago. But it serves me still.

Sir Brian de Bois-Guilbert: Rebecca, you must blame the fates that it was I who loved you, and not Ivanhoe - for you were always mine, and only mine - God keep you.

[dies]

Rebecca: My lady, in death he spoke the truth.

Lady Rowena: Do you still love Ivanhoe?

Rebecca: No, my lady. I stole a little happiness, perhaps - but not from you - or him - only from my dreams.

Rebecca: I love you - and I must not feel it - yet Ivanhoe I love you, with all the longing in this lonely world.

Isaac of York: I think I know that knight, Rebecca, but how do you?

Rebecca: But did you not bring him to our house?

Isaac of York: How did he get his armor and his horse?

Rebecca: My mother's jewels were mine to give. Did I do wrong?

Isaac of York: Nay, I approve. But only of the gift.

Rebecca: In my fever, I dreamt that we were man and wife. We had children... Four!

Rob Cole: Did we roam around in a barber's car?

Rebecca: [smiles] No, we lived in a great city. Where you built a Madraza!

Rob Cole: All by myself?

Rebecca: I helped.

Rob Cole: I already miss him.

Rebecca: No. No one is dead. As long as we all remember them, his spirit will live on. But it is in your hands to keep it alive.

Rob Cole: How can I do that?

Rebecca: Be a great physician.

Rebecca: We're in L.A. Don't be such a little bitch!

Rebecca: Let's go shopping!

Rebecca: This is so bad it's almost good.

Enid: This is so bad it's gone past good and back to bad again.

Weird Al: Hi. My name is Allen, and I'll be your waiter this afternoon.

Enid: Hi, Al.

Rebecca: Can we call you 'Weird Al'?

Weird Al: I'd imagine so.

Rebecca: So, what do you do if you're a Satanist anyway?

Enid: Sacrifice virgins and stuff.

Rebecca: Well, that lets us off the hook.

[they laugh]

[Enid and Rebecca try to call on Josh at his apartment. But there's answer at the door]

Enid: I bet he's in there jerking off.

Rebecca: I bet he never jerks off.

Enid: Yeah, he's beyond human stuff like that.

Rebecca: Should we leave a note?

Enid: Yeah, you got a pen?

[Rebecca pulls out a pen, Enid takes a tag left on Josh's door handle and writes on it, leaning on Rebecca's back]

Enid: [writing] Dear Josh, we came by to fuck you, but you were not home. Therefore you are gay. Signed Tiffany and Amber.

[she puts it back on Josh's door handle]

Rebecca: You're gonna leave that?

Enid: Why not?

[At the graduation ball, Enid watches a loner classmate eating a slice of cake by himself]

Enid: God, just think, we'll never see Dennis again.

Rebecca: [shrugs] Good.

Enid: No, really think about that. It's actually totally depressing.

Angry Garage Sale Woman: How much for this dress?

Rebecca: God, I can't believe you're selling that.

Enid: That's $500.

Angry Garage Sale Woman: What?

Enid: 500.

Angry Garage Sale Woman: You're crazy. It should be like $2.

Enid: I was wearing that when I lost my virginity.

Angry Garage Sale Woman: Well, why do I care about that?

Enid: Well, why do you want it? I mean, it would look stupid on you anyway.

Angry Garage Sale Woman: God! Fuck you!

[she tosses the dress back over the rack and walks off]

Rebecca: So now are you going to get a regular job?

Enid: [about Seymour's garage sale] It was so cute how he had his own little bags. I thought I was going to start crying.

Rebecca: Yeah, he should totally just kill himself.

[she looks through the classified ads in a newpaper]

Rebecca: Oh, here's one. Oh, but you have to share a non-smoking feminist and her two cats.

Enid: I don't know... I kinda like him. He's the exact opposite of everything I really hate. In a way, he's such a clueless dork, he's almost kinda cool.

Rebecca: That guy is many things but he's definetely not cool.

Rebecca: [about the rap song playing in the 50s diner] So, who could forget this great hit from the fifties, huh?

Enid: I feel as though I've stepped into a time warp.

Rebecca: [serving a woman a coffee] Can I get you a bis...

Rude Coffee Customer: [curtly] No, I do not want a biscotti with that.

[she takes her coffee and leaves]

Enid: God! How can you stand all these assholes?

Rebecca: Some people are OK, but mostly I just feel like poisoning everybody.

Enid: Well, at the least the wheelchair guy is entertaining.

Rebecca: He doesn't even need that wheelchair, he's just totally lazy.

Enid: That rules!

Rebecca: No, it really doesn't. You'll see, you get totally sick of all the creeps and losers and weirdos.

Enid: But those are our people.

Rebecca: [shrugs] Yeah, well...

[Enid looks at her, slightly disheartened]

[In a cafe, a shy young man has just given them a flyer, telling him that his band is playing there on Friday night]

Enid: God, what a dork.

Rebecca: You're just jealous.

Enid: Trust me, at this point I'm past the fact that every single guy likes you better than me.

Rebecca: Oh, face it, you just hate every single guy on the face of the earth.

Enid: That's not true. I just hate all these extroverted, obnoxious, pseudo-bohemian losers.

Enid: Sometimes I think I'm going crazy from sexual frustration.

Rebecca: And you haven't heard of the miracle of masturbation?

Rebecca: Oh look, there he is.

Enid: As always.

Rebecca: Waiting for the bus that never comes.

Enid: I wonder if he's just totally insane, or he really thinks the bus is coming?

Rebecca: Why don't you just ask him?

Enid: Hi. What's your name?

Norman: Norman.

Enid: Are you waiting for a bus?

Norman: Yes.

Enid: I hate to tell you this, but they canceled this bus line two years ago. There are no more buses on this street.

Norman: You don't know what you're talking about.

Rebecca: [making fun of Melorra] "Funky!"

Enid: What, is she black now?

Rebecca: [about 'Weird' Al] I want to make love to him.

Enid: I'm going to tell him you said that.

Enid: [Enid is reading a note clipped to her diploma] What?

Rebecca: What?

Enid: These assholes are saying I have to go to summer school and take some stupid art class.

Rebecca: Why?

Enid: God, I didn't think that just because you get an "F" you have to take the whole class over again.

Rebecca: [snickering] Loser.

Rebecca: Oh! It's that comedian I was telling you about.

[she turns up the volume on her television, which is showing an odd-looking man performing stand-up comedy]

Rebecca: See this bit, it's the absolute worst.

Joey McCobb, the Stand Up Comic: [on the TV] Just because I still live with my mother people think I'm peculiar. So what if she's been dead for 15 years?

Rebecca: See? It's barely even a joke.

Joey McCobb, the Stand Up Comic: Well, it's like I always say, take my life... please!

[he bows and his audience applauds]

TV Announcer: Joey McCobb, the weee-irdest man in showbusiness!

Enid: If he's so weird, how comes he's wearing Nikes?

[she switches the TV off]

Enid: Joey McCobb is our God.

Rebecca: I wanna do him.

Enid: I bet. Actually, he kind of reminds me of that one guy you went out with, Larry. God, what look was he going for, a gay tennis player from the '40s?

Rebecca: Fuck you.

Enid: You dated him.

[as they leave the diner they see Seymour in his car getting cut up at an intersection by a big, jacked-up SUV. He screeches to a halt and shouts furiously]

Enid: Oh my god. It's him! He's insane.

Rebecca: We should follow him home.

Rebecca: See that guy over there?

Enid: Which one?

Rebecca: The blonde guy over there.

[Enid spots him and rolls her eyes]

Rebecca: He gives me, like, a total boner.

Enid: He's, like, the biggest idiot of all time.

Reggae Fan: [walking past with his friends] You guys up for some reggae tonight?

[Enid lifts her hand, as if to say "See what I mean?"]

Rebecca: OK, you're right.

Enid: [coming out of their high school graduation ceremony] God, what a bunch of retards.

Rebecca: God, I know, I thought Chipmunk-face was never going to shut up.

Enid: I know, I liked her so much better when she was an alcoholic crack addict. She gets in one car wreck and all of a sudden she's Little Miss Perfect and everyone loves her.

[repeated line]

Enid, Rebecca: Oh, we totally have to.

[At the graduation ball]

Todd: Hey, Rebecca.

Rebecca: Oh, hi.

Todd: So, we finally...

Enid: What about me? Am I not even here?

Todd: Hey, Enid.

[he turns back to Rebecca]

Todd: So, we finally made it, huh?

Rebecca: Yeah.

Todd: So, uh, where are you going to go to college?

Enid: We're not.

Todd: Really? Both of you? Why not?

Enid: Just because.

Rebecca: Yeah, we've made other plans.

Todd: I guess I should have figured that you two would do something different.

Enid: So, Todd, what are you going to be when you grew up?

Todd: Well, I'm majoring in Business Administration and thinking of minoring in Communications.

Enid: See, that's exactly the type of thing we're trying to avoid.

[she pulls Rebecca away]

John Ellis: [noticing Enid's green hair and leather jacket] Oh my God, didn't they tell you?

Enid: Tell me what?

John Ellis: Punk rock is over.

Enid: I know it's over, asshole, I'm not even...

John Ellis: You really want to fuck up the system? Go to business school. That's what I'm going to do. Get a job in some big corporation and, like, fuck things up from the inside.

Enid: You know, I'm not even trying...

John Ellis: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah. Hey, do you have my money?

[she pulls a dollar bill out of her pocket, scrunches it up and throws it at him. It bounces off his face]

John Ellis: Oh! Oh, how punk!

Enid: You know, that tape sucked by the way.

John Ellis: Oh, I'm so sorry if it offended Jew.

Enid: Go die, asshole!

John Ellis: Get a job.

Enid: God! Fuck you!

Rebecca: Can we go now?

Enid: You know, it's not like I'm some modern punk, dickhead! It's obviously a 1977 original punk rock look, but I guess Johnny Fuckface over there is too stupid to realize it!

Rebecca: I didn't really get it either.

Enid: Everyone's too stupid!

Rebecca: I remember this hat. This is from your little old lady phase!

[Enid is chatting to Rebecca who is working behind the counter at a coffee shop. An eccentrically dressed man in a motorized wheelchair comes up]

Feldman, the Wheel Chair Guy: Excuse me... I can't read the trivia question.

Enid: [reading out the daily trivia question on the blackboard she's been standing in front of] Where in the human body is the Douglas Pouch located?

Feldman, the Wheel Chair Guy: Hah!

[he starts using his laptop to find out the answer]

Rebecca: [sighing] Oh, God.

[she starts making his free cup of coffee for getting the correct answer]

Feldman, the Wheel Chair Guy: Slightly below the uterus. On a female.

[Rebecca hands him his coffee. He reverses his wheelchair and manouevers away]

Enid: [giggles] Wow.

Rebecca: He does that every single day.

Enid: Look at this. Is Stacy Himmler going out with Rod Harbaugh?

Rebecca: Oh God, how perfect.

Enid: He'd better watch out or he'll get AIDS when he date-rapes her.

Rebecca: God, I'm so sick of Seymour.

[Enid takes Rebecca to a "party" at Seymour's place, which is really just a gathering of nerdy record collectors]

Jerome, the Angry Guy - Record Collector: Some records I will pay serious money for, provided they're a sincere V-plus. Other than that, I just prefer to have them on CD.

Steven, the Asian Guy - Record Collector: But CDs will never have the presence of an original 78.

Jerome, the Angry Guy - Record Collector: Wrong! A digital transfer adequately mastered will sound identical to the original. Do you have a decent equalizer?

Steven, the Asian Guy - Record Collector: I have a Klipsch 2B3.

Jerome, the Angry Guy - Record Collector: [talking with his mouth full] Well, obviously the problem! You expect a 10 band equalizer to impart state-of-the-art sound? Dream a little dream, it's never gonna happen!

Rebecca: [to Enid] I totally, totally hate you.

Rebecca: Jack has a baby?

Peter Mitchell: I realize such a concept tends to negate our belief in a benevolent God, but yes.

Rebecca: Where is Jack?

Peter Mitchell: He's in Turkey. Exactly where I'd be if my baby was in New York.

Rebecca: Bridget Jones!

Bridget Jones: No, I'm Bridget Jones!

Rebecca: It was me who recommended this resort. I've been coming here since I was 11.

Bridget Jones: [says to herself] Wow. Three whole years!

[first lines]

Rebecca: The best place to meet a guy is at the supermarket. You don't need to waste a lot of time there, either. You see a guy holding a list, you know he's married. He's in the frozen food section carrying a small basket, he's single. I like to hang out by fruits and vegetables, there's a better chance of getting a guy who's healthy.

Heather: Hey Peter, Peter Swersey! We're going to give you a... Jimmy ha ha.

Rebecca: Do you know what that is?

Peter Swersey: Yeah.

Heather: No you don't 'cause I just made it up.

[Justin and Rebecca kiss in her bedroom when she notices the MFC written on his thumb]

Justin Cobb: [Chuckles] What's MFC? Justin? Justin.

[Justin becomes shy when he's reminded that MFC is his dad's initials, written on his thumb as a reminder to stop sucking]

Justin Cobb: Nothing.

Rebecca: It's nothing? Well, then why don't you just tell me? Justin.

Justin Cobb: Motherfucking cocksucker.

Rebecca: Why are you acting like this? What's the point of us spending time together if it can't lead to openness?

Justin Cobb: I'm sorry.

Rebecca: Maybe you should go.

Justin Cobb: I'm sorry. Um... Should I call you?

Rebecca: When you're ready to be open.

[Justin listens and smiles at Rebecca giving her debate speech in Mr. Geary's class]

Rebecca: The ocean contains 97 percent of the Earth's water and generates over 70 percent of the Earth's oxygen, and replenishes our fresh water through the clouds. If our oceans are failing, than so will we.

[the class claps by banging on the tables softly]

Mr. Geary: Well done. Justin. Rebuttal. Justin?

Justin Cobb: Actually, I uh - I agree with Rebecca. I saw this show on Animal Planet about how they were giving depressed male baboons prozac.

Mr. Geary: Justin. This isn't Agree Club. It's Debate Club. If you had done your research you'd have the confidence to have an opinion. And if you have an opinion that's based on facts gathered from your research, then you are confident to speak. And speaking confidently does what, class? Speaking confidently...

[the class mumbles]

Mr. Geary: That's right, wins minds.

Mr. Geary: [whispers] Justin, if you wanna admire Rebecca, you can do that during recess. If you wanna compete here, you're gonna have to apply yourself. You can have a seat, Rebecca. Sasha, Lewis. Well done, have a seat. I like the Animal Planet, though, Justin. Great channel.

[the scene cuts to Justin sucking his thumb in the school's bathroom stall]

[Justin plays the blindfold game with Rebecca]

Rebecca: We're not in a relationship, Justin.

Justin Cobb: Why not?

Justin Cobb: [Justin takes off the blindfold] Rebecca... I love you.

Rebecca: God, you always have to make everything so serious. This was just a teenage experiment. That's all.

Justin Cobb: Experiment?

Rebecca: [whispers] I needed to educate myself, Justin. So, um... I decided to pick someone like you.

Justin Cobb: Like me?

Rebecca: Someone that I'd never get hurt by.

Justin Cobb: That's just so fucked up.

Rebecca: Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. Maybe you should just go. Go, Justin.

[Justin sits in the school library when Rebecca sits across from him and draws]

Rebecca: You like that book?

Justin Cobb: Oh, yeah. It's, um - It's got great stuff on Greenpeace.

Rebecca: Yeah, it's a good introduction. Those Greenpeace guys are really brave.

Justin Cobb: I wish I could do something like that.

Rebecca: What? Be brave?

Justin Cobb: Yeah.

Rebecca: Maybe you already are.

[Justin and Rebecca walk along the stream together]

Justin Cobb: It's hot today.

Rebecca: Yeah.

Justin Cobb: I think I'm gonna take my shirt off.

Rebecca: Yeah? Go ahead.

Justin Cobb: You should, too.

Rebecca: What are you trying, Justin?

Justin Cobb: No, really. I mean, we're so uptight in our clothes. It's just like wearing a bathing suit. At the beach.

Rebecca: No. My stomach will get sunburned, and my mom will get mad.

Justin Cobb: Your mom looks at you naked?

Rebecca: Well, yeah, I mean, don't your parents?

Justin Cobb: Audrey? Mike? No.

Rebecca: Why do you call your parents by their first name?

Justin Cobb: Mike says when I call him Dad, he feels old. And I sound like a child or something. And when I call Audrey, Mom, she seems old to him?

Rebecca: Oh.

Justin Cobb: So are you gonna take your shirt off?

Rebecca: You?

Justin Cobb: Yeah.

[Justin and Rebecca turn away from each other and take their shirts off before turning back around to face each other]

Rebecca, Michelle, Carrie: Here's to the men that we love, here's to the men that love us. But the men that we love will never love us so fuck all that, here's to us.

Rebecca: The hardest love to learn is that which is dark, the kind that causes the most pain. It is up to the soul to look past that dirty love and regain the beauty that illuminated so bright before... pure love.

Rebecca: It's not bubblegum, you don't chew it!

Rebecca: Here's to the men that we love... Here's to the men that love us... But then men that we love will never love us... so fuck all the men... HERE'S TO US!

Rebecca: [after realizing she needs to change her tampon] Why did the Blonde jump off a building? To she if her Maxipad had wings!

Rebecca: Even Brad Pitt's throbbing cock couldn't make me feel better right now!

Rebecca: Love is so great that it's almost unreal. I feel bad for the people who can't find it. I mean, we've all met those types who try to convince their co-workers that they're fine without it. And then you take a look at their cubicle and see heart shaped frames all over their desk with pictures of their three-legged cat named Bob.

Rebecca: [to hookers] Hey wait! Are you guys hiring? Because no one cares about love anymore so why not just have sex and get paid for it? Oh come on! Who cares if my vagina falls off from all the diseases out ther? I'll take some open sores.

Rebecca: Oh my God! I can not get last night out of my head. Richard! Richard and that little... wait, what was her name? Oh yeah... whore...

Carrie: Have you seen my boobs lately?

Rebecca: Yeah, they're pretty.

Carrie: Of course they are and you know why? Because I don't fucking jog!

Rebecca: How do I look?

Carrie: Like a summer flower that got rained on and stung by a bee.

Rebecca: This? It's syphillis. I caught it in prison. Wait, where you going?

Mary: So what are you gonna do with your life now?

Rebecca: Shoot up some heroin and become a sex slave.

Rebecca: Ummm... there's a fucking bird under the table.

Rebecca: Can you send a blue fucker on the rocks to that guy in the corner?

Rebecca: Well, my treasure is under construction right now.

Rebecca: [to hooker] I'm joining your posse!

Rebecca: My white pony's probably at a glue factory by now.

Rebecca: You can try a bunch of cheesy lines on my but why bother? What I'm telling you is no matter what you do, you're gonna get laid.

Kevin: I don't get it.

Rebecca: Let me give you a tip: buy yourself a mango, cut it in half, practice.

Rebecca: Do me a favor, Zack?

Zachary Hutton: Name it, Becky.

Rebecca: Don't call me Becky. I fucking hate it.

Zachary Hutton: I'm truly sorry, Rebecca. It fucking won't happen again.

Mary: But you're not a doctor...

Rebecca: No... I'm not a doctor. But neither you are.

Mary: I never said I was.

Jules Myers: You know they say people make their own luck.

Rebecca: That's stupid! Why would anyone make luck that bad?

Rebecca: I'm proud of you Dad. No matter what happens.

Steve Meyers: Well, nothing can stop us now!

[Hugs her]

Therapist: So what are the issues?

Tom: No sex.

Rebecca: Well, that's your issue.

Tom: I'd say that's our issue.

Rebecca: No, I'm just not a sex maniac like you are.

Tom: I'm not a maniac, I just like it.

Rebecca: [mouths to Therapist] Twice a day.

Rebecca: [Exhales, sniffs]

Francis, the Director: We're are in this together, my dear. All damned to the theater. Condemned to live through our art. For we do not know how to live through our lives. We are islands.

Tom: Did I tell you I had a dream last night, that you gave me a blow job?

Rebecca: Yeah? I had a dream that I gave you a German Shepherd.

Rebecca: Do you think I should get Botox?

Elaine: Definitely.

Rebecca: Really?

Elaine: Uh-huh. If you want to lose me as your friend.

Rebecca: You're so strict.

Rebecca: I just can't bear to look at him. He's in that overly sweet, hangdog stage, where I could set him on fire and he'd thank me for it.

Elaine: It's not a bad idea.

Dag: This is going to be one of those terrible mistakes, the ones you can't ever take back.

Rebecca: Are there any other kind?

[first lines]

Rebecca: [after prolonged sitting in car crying] Can we go? Can we leave this place? Please.

Hanna: Where to?

Rebecca: I don't know. Let's get out of here, please.

[first lines]

Rebecca: [after prolonged sitting in car crying] Can we go? Can we leave this place? Please!

Hanna: Where to?

Rebecca: I don't know. Let's get out of here, please.

Rebecca: Did you kill anyone?

Julio: Not with my bare hands.

Hanna: So why did you want to come to Israel?

Rebecca: I didn't feel like I belonged in the U.S. So I came to live here, and... now I'm starting to think I don't belong anywhere.

[subtitled version]

Rebecca: Mom talks about you all the time.

Martin: She does?

Rebecca: Sometimes even nice things.

[last lines]

Matthew: I needed you to know.

Rebecca: Know what? Know what, Matthew? That I'm not the girl who can break your heart?

[first lines]

Rebecca: It's over. I will always speak to you. And I don't mind if you don't say anything. Just because you went away, it doesn't mean you're not here anymore. Perhaps all I ever needed was this gift.

[rubbing her belly]

Rebecca: The one you gave to me at the end

Thomas: What are you doing this weekend?

Rebecca: Same as you.

Thomas: I can't, I have to go away.

Rebecca: I'll come with you.

Thomas: I have to go alone. I'll only be 2 days.

Rebecca: Where ever you go, I go.

Thomas: This is somewhere you can't go.

Rebecca: Then you shouldn't go either.

Thomas - 10 years: I keep dying!

Rebecca: Try again.

Rebecca: I have to find a way to finish it.

Steph: When will it be finished?

Rebecca: I made a big mess out of our lives. I hope one day you'll be able to forgive me.

Steph: It would actually be easier if you were dead. Then we could, we could all just be sad together.

Rebecca: Old houses are like people. They grumble and moan and cry like they're in pain.

Alice: And keep you awake at night.

Rebecca: You're wrong. The good things I remember about my father - the walks we took, the fairy tales he read to me - they all really happened.

Ernessa: He read you other fairy tales that you forgot.

[singing]

Ernessa: # My mother, she butchered me. My father, he ate me. My sister, little Anne-Marie, she gathered up the bones of me, and tied them in a silken cloth to lay under the juniper. Tweet, tweet, what a pretty bird am I! #

Nancy: What does your husband think about this?

Rebecca: I don't have a husband.

Nancy: Show me your ring finger.

[Rebecca shows Nancy her left hand]

Nancy: Are you a lesbian?

Alan: What's your name?

Rebecca: Rebecca.

Alan: My name is Alan, and I love you.

[They kiss]

Diana: [after being shot at] That won't hurt me.

Sophie: [puts gun to her head] This will. There's no you without me.

Rebecca: Mom, what are you doing?

Sophie: Saving your lives.

[pulls the trigger]

Rebecca: We're living with a dead woman!

Sophie: Ghosts don't exist.

Rebecca: Well, if she's not a ghost then what is she?

Rebecca: [about Martin] I'm sleeping with him tonight. You know I'm doing this for him.

Bret: Just like I'm doing this for you.

Rebecca: [to Bret] You came back.

Martin: So did you.

[Rebecca pecks his forehead as he clings to her]

Rebecca: Mom! We need to talk.

Rebecca: Rebellion is the only thing that keeps you alive!

Adam: People who are tragically ambitious and smart go to New York and people who are just tragically smart come here.

Rebecca: Oh. Well what about people who are just tragically ambitious?

Adam: They go to LA.

Rebecca: Well, at least I have potential. It's a wonderful thing, potential. Because as long as I don't do anything, I'll still have it.

[first lines]

Rebecca: Hey baby. I got away for a little while. Are you happy to see me? You're not staying with me much longer are you? You're going back to the city, huh? You're gonna take me with you...

Rebecca: [to the flight attendant, after Jackson pushes Lisa back into the airline bathroom] A man went in there.

Young Flight Attendant: Everyone shares the same ones. Here, I'll take you to one closer to your seat.

Rebecca: But a lady's in there, too.

Young Flight Attendant: OK, one of *those* flights.