Summer Quotes in The Dead Undead (2010)

Jack: Everybody calm down

Summer: You calm down!

Jack: I am calm. You're the one who's shouting.

Summer: So there's a whole town with people like you?

Jack: [pause] There was.

Summer: And none of you could go out during the day?

Jack: Kinda comes with the territory of being a nightwalker.

Lance: Nightwalker?

Jack: Aha.

Viper: Sounds so much better than "vampire". "Vampire" makes us sound like a bunch of blood-thirsty ghouls.

[Lance was just about to say something]

Viper: Don't you even say it! I'm not in the mood.

Tom: What happened? Why? Why didn't they work out?

Summer: What always happens. Life.

Summer: I just... I just woke up one day and I knew.

Tom: Knew what?

Summer: What I was never sure of with you.

Summer: [Tom is listening to headphones in an elevator with Summer. She notices the music] I love the Smiths.

Tom: Sorry?

Summer: I said I love the Smiths.

Summer: [they stare at each other for a moment] You... You have good taste in music.

Tom: [repeating after her] You... like the Smiths?

Summer: [singing] To die by your side, such a heavenly way to die.

[speaking]

Summer: I love em.

Tom: [elevator stops, Summer leaves while Tom remains dumbfounded] Holy shit.

Tom: Look, we don't have to put a label on it. That's fine. I get it. But, you know, I just... I need some consistency.

Summer: I know.

Tom: I need to know that you're not gonna wake up in the morning and feel differently.

Summer: And I can't give you that. Nobody can.

Summer: Well, you know, I guess it's 'cause I was sitting in a deli and reading Dorian Gray and a guy comes up to me and asks me about it and... now he's my husband.

Tom: Yeah. And... So?

Summer: So, what if I'd gone to the movies? What if I had gone somewhere else for lunch? What if I'd gotten there 10 minutes later? It was, it was meant to be. And... I just kept thinking... Tom was right.

Tom: No.

Summer: Yeah, I did.

[laughs]

Summer: I did. It just wasn't me that you were right about.

Narrator: As he listened, Tom began to realize that these stories weren't routinely told. These were stories one had to earn. He could feel the wall coming down. He wondered if anyone else had made it this far. Which is why the next six words changed everything.

Summer: I've never told anybody that before.

Tom: I guess I'm not just anybody.

Summer: It just wasn't me that you were right about.

Tom: What happens if you fall in love?

Summer: Well, you don't believe that, do you?

Tom: It's love. It's not Santa Claus.

Summer: We're just fr...

Tom: [Interrupting] No! Don't pull that with me! This is not how you treat your friend! Kissing in the copy room? Holding hands in IKEA? Shower sex? Come on! Friends my balls!

Summer: I named my cat after Springsteen.

Tom: No kidding. What was his name?

Summer: Bruce.

Tom: Oh... That makes sense.

Summer: All we ever do is argue!

Tom: That is bullshit!

Tom: Nobody loves Ringo Starr.

Summer: That's what I love about him.

Partygoer: So Tom, what is it that you do?

Tom: I uh, I write greeting cards.

Summer: Tom could be a really great architect if he wanted to be.

Partygoer: That's unusual, I mean, what made you go from one to the other?

Tom: I guess I just figured, why make something disposable like a building when you can make something that lasts forever, like a greeting card.

Summer: There's no such thing as love, it's fantasy...

Summer: We've been like Sid and Nancy for months now.

Tom: Summer, Sid stabbed Nancy, seven times with a kitchen knife, I mean we have some disagreements but I hardly think I'm Sid Vicious.

Summer: No, I'm Sid.

Tom: Oh, so I'm Nancy...

[Pancakes arrive]

Summer: Let's just eat and we'll talk about it later. Mmm, that is good, I'm really glad we did this. I love these pancakes... What?

[Tom gets up and walks away from the table]

Summer: Tom, don't go! You're still my best friend!

Tom: That was actually my nickname in college. They called me "Perfectly Adequate" Hansen.

[Starts to take a drink of champagne]

Summer: They used to call me "Anal Girl".

[Tom nearly gags on his drink from that and looks at her like "What?"]

Summer: I was very neat and organized.

Summer: You guys need anything?

Tom: [provocatively] Oh, I think you know what I need.

Summer: [looks at Tom, quizzically]

Tom: [quietly] Some toner.

McKenzie: Methinks the lady doth protest too much.

Summer: The lady dothn't. There's no such thing as love. It's a fantasy.

Tom: Well, I think you're wrong.

Summer: Okay. Well... What is it that I'm missing then?

Tom: I think you know it when you feel it.

Summer: I guess we can just agree to disagree.

Tom: Hey, Summer.

Summer: Hi.

Tom: How was your weekend?

Summer: It was *good*.

Summer: I like being on my own. Relationships are messy and people's feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We're young. We live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world. Might as well have fun while we can and save the serious stuff for later.

Tom: [speaks to himself in mirror] Okay. Settle. She's just a girl. Just a girl. She wants to keep it casual, which is why she's in my bed right now. But that's casual. That's what casual people do. That's fine. That's great.

[walks out to see Summer in bed, naked]

Tom: Hi.

Summer: Hi.

McKenzie: So, do you have a boyfriend?

Summer: No...

McKenzie: Why not?

Summer: 'Cause I don't want one.

McKenzie: Come on. I don't believe that.

Summer: You don't believe that a woman could enjoy being free and independent?

McKenzie: [robotic voice] Are you a lesbian?

Summer: No, I'm not a lesbian. I just don't feel comfortable being anyone's girlfriend. I don't actually feel comfortable being anyone's anything, you know?

Tom: But what happens when you fall in love?

[Summer chuckles]

Tom: What?

Summer: Well, you don't believe that, do you?

Tom: It's love. It's not Santa Claus.

Summer: Well, what does that word even mean? I've been in relationships and I don't think I've ever seen it.

Tom: Well, maybe that's because...

Summer: And most marriages end in divorce these days. Like my parents.

Tom: Okay. Mine too, but...

McKenzie: Okay. Who's singing next?

Summer: I nominate young Werther here.

Tom: I'm not really drunk enough...

Summer: Bartender!

Summer: Is that true?

Tom: Yeah, yeah. He drinks and he sings and just loses his shit.

Summer: No, uh, not McKenzie. Um, the other thing...

Tom: What thing?

Summer: Do you... like me?

Tom: [laughs] Yeah. Yeah, of course I like you.

Tom: [On a date at IKEA] Home sweet home.

Summer: Our place is really lovely, isn't it?

Tom: Yes.

Summer: Ooh! Idol's on... The TV's not working.

Tom: Oh... Well, I'm famished. Let's eat.

Tom: [walks into kitchen] Mmm. Smells delicious.

Summer: Oh, honey, that's because it is delicious. I made it myself.

Tom: Bald eagle.

Summer: Your favorite.

Tom: Mm-hmmm.

Summer: The sink's broken.

Tom: Well, that's okay because... that's why we bought a home with two kitchens.

Summer: You're so smart. I'll race you to the bedroom.

Tom: [they both lean in for a kiss] Darling, I don't know how to tell you this, but... there's a Chinese family in our bathroom.

Summer: I mean, this thing. What are we doing? I mean, is this normal?

Tom: Normal? I don't know. I don't care. I'm happy. Aren't you happy?

Summer: You're happy?

Tom: You're not?

Summer: All we do is argue.

Tom: That is bullshit!

Summer: This is fun. You're fun.

Tom: Thanks.

Summer: Hey, um, I just wanna tell you that, um, I'm not really looking... for anything... serious. Is that okay?

Tom: Yeah.

Summer: 'Cause some people kind of freak out when they hear that.

Tom: No, not me.

Summer: You sure?

Tom: Yeah. Like, casual, right? Take it slow.

Tom: Right.

Summer: No pressure.

Summer: I just, I can't believe you.

Tom: You can't believe me?

Summer: You were so completely, completely uncool in there.

Tom: Wait, are you mad at me? I just got my ass kicked for you.

Summer: Oh, really? Was that for me? Was that for my benefit?

Tom: Yes, it was.

Summer: Okay, well, next time don't, 'cause I don't need your help.

Summer: I like you, Tom. I just don't want a relationship...

Tom: Well, you're not the only one that gets a say in this! I do too! And I say we're a couple, goddamn it!

Summer: I should go. But I'm really happy to see that you're doing well.

Tom: Summer! I really do hope that you're happy.

Summer: And if you vote for me, it will be summer all year round.

Summer: Well, I never thought I would make it here today. I would make a great class president because I promise to put two new pop machines in the cafeteria, and I'm also gonna get a glitter Bonne Bell dispenser for all the girls' bathrooms. Oh, and we're gonna get new cheerleading uniforms. Anyway, I think I'd be a great class president. So, who wants to eat chiminichangas next year? Not me. See, with me it will be summer all year long. Vote for Summer.

Summer: [after her mother walks off] Wheres the garage?

[Luca shakes her head 'I don't know']

Summer: Whatever dude, I'll find it myself.

David: I am not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of what comes after.

Summer: What? Are you afraid of hell?

David: No, I'm a born again atheist but I know there's something. Realities, dimensions and if I go there I'm not sure I'll be able to bare it.

Summer: What? You are not smart. You're from the Valley.

Summer: The ghosts and the spirits and the dead that you're so afraid of are harmless, what can they do? You should be afraid of the living people.

Brent: Alright, well... gotta find another source. Lets get your shit together.

Summer: What about your fire breathing people? I'm sure people that breath fire for a living will definitely have some spare drugs.