Violet Quotes in Pixels (2015)

Violet: [as a pixel Smurf dances, she kills it with her pixel blaster, then everyone looks at her] Don't tell anybody I killed a Smurf.

Violet: Don't tell anybody that I killed a Smurf!

Violet: [Addressing Sam Brenner] Why are you following me?

Sam Brenner: Oh God!

Violet: I can't believe they even let you in here.

Sam Brenner: Right.

President's Assistant Jennifer: Colonel Van Patten, you can go right into the Situation Room.

Violet: Yeah. See, they need me in the Situation Room, so have fun doing whatever you're doing.

President's Assistant Jennifer: Mr. Brenner. The president is waiting for you in the Oval Office.

Sam Brenner: [In a derisive tone of voice] Somebody's more important.

[Moonwalks and addresses a member of the presidential detail while looking at Violet]

Sam Brenner: Freddie, can you keep the riff-raff outta here?

Sam Brenner: [Rescuing Violet] Grab onto my mighty hammer!

Violet: You loved saying that.

Sam Brenner: Yes, I did.

[Sam aims the hammer at Donkey Kong]

Sam Brenner: I've been waiting to do this since 1982!

[Throws hammer at Donkey Kong and kills him]

Sam Brenner: For the record, I'm an amazing kisser. All us nerds are, cause we appreciate it more.

Violet: You didn't even brush your teeth this morning!

Sam Brenner: I ate a Tic Tac!

Helen: Now it's perfectly normal...

Violet: [interrupting] Normal? What do *you* know about normal? What does *anyone* in *this* family know about normal?

Helen: Now wait a minute, young lady...

Violet: We act normal, mom! I want to *be* normal! The only normal one is Jack-Jack, and he's not even toilet trained!

[Jack-Jack blows a raspberry and bursts out laughing]

Dash: Lucky...

[Violet and Helen look askance at him]

Dash: Uh, I meant about being normal.

[Helen's plane is targeted by Syndrome's missiles]

Elastigirl: India-Golf-Niner-Niner transmitting in the blind guard, disengage, repeat, *disengage*.

[she releases anti-missile devices, begins evasive maneuvers]

Elastigirl: Disengage, repeat, *disengage*!

Mr. Incredible: No! Call off the missiles, I'll do anything!

Syndrome: Too late! Fifteen years too late...

Elastigirl: Friendlies, at two-zero miles south-southwest of your position, angels ten, track east, disengage, over! Vi! You have to put a force field around the plane!

Violet: But you said we weren't supposed to use our powers!

Elastigirl: I know what I said! Listen to what I'm saying *now*! Disengage, repeat, *disengage*!

[missiles close in]

Dash: [frightened] Mom?

Elastigirl: *Violet*! Mayday, mayday, India-Golf-Niner-Niner is buddy spiked! Abort, abort, there are children aboard, say again, there are children aboard this plane!

Mr. Incredible: NO!

Elastigirl: [shouts] Put a field around us, *now*!

Violet: [frightened] But I've never done one that big before...!

Elastigirl: Violet, do it NOW! Abort, abort, abort!

[the missiles close in, Violet tries to create a force field but can't]

Elastigirl: Abort abort abort!

[the missiles hit; Helen envelopes the children as the plane explodes around them]

[Helen hands the kids two masks]

Elastigirl: Put these on. Your identity is your most valuable possession. Protect it. And if anything goes wrong, use your powers.

Violet: But you said never to use...

Elastigirl: [snaps at her] I know what I said!

[sighing]

Elastigirl: Remember the bad guys on the shows you used to watch on Saturday mornings? Well, these guys aren't like those guys. They won't exercise restraint because you are children. They *will* kill you if they get the chance. Do *not* give them that chance.

Elastigirl: This is the right hangar, but I don't see any jets.

Mr. Incredible: A jet's not fast enough.

Elastigirl: What's faster than a jet?

Dash: Hey, how about a rocket?

Elastigirl: Great. I can't fly a rocket.

Violet: You don't have to. Use the coordinates from the last launch.

Mr. Incredible: Oh, wait. I bet Syndrome's changed the password by now. How do I get into the computer?

Mirage: [Over PA system] Say please.

[Helen emerges from the restroom after changing into her superhero costume, and tosses her bag onto an apparantley empty seat]

Violet: Ow!

Elastigirl: Violet!

Violet: [becomes visible] It's not my fault! Dash ran away and I knew I'd get blamed for it...

Dash: [pops up] THAT'S NOT TRUE!

Elastigirl: Dash!

Violet: [over him] And I thought he'd try to sneak on the plane so I came in...

Dash: [over her] You said, "Something's up with Mom, we have to find out what!"

Violet: ...And then you closed the doors before I could find him...

Dash: ...It was YOUR idea, YOUR idea-!

Violet: ...AND IT'S NOT MY FAULT!

Dash: ...100 percent, all yours, all the time IDEA!

Elastigirl: Wait a minute, wait a minute! You left Jack-Jack ALONE?

Violet: Yes Mom, I'm completely stupid - OF COURSE we got a sitter...

Dash: [over her] No, we got someone, Mom! Somebody great! We wouldn't do that!

Violet: [over him] Do you think I'm totally irresponsible? Thanks a lot!

Helen: Tell me you haven't been listening to the police scanner again

Bob: Look, I performed a public service. You act like that's a bad thing.

Helen: It is a bad thing, Bob! Uprooting our family *again* so that you can relive the glory days is a very bad thing!

Bob: [Defensively] Reliving the glory days is better than pretending they never happened!

Helen: Yes! They happened, but this; our family, is what's happening now, Bob! And you're missing this! I can't believe you don't want to go to your own son's graduation!

Bob: It's not a graduation. He is moving from the fourth grade to the fifth grade.

Helen: It's a ceremony!

Bob: It's psychotic! People keep coming up with new ways to celebrate mediocrity, but if someone is genuinely exceptional...

Helen: This is not about you, Bob. This is about Dash.

Bob: You want to do something for Dash? Well, let him actually compete! Let him go out for sports!

Helen: I will not be made the enemy here! You *know* why we can't!

Bob: Because he'd be *GREAT*!

Helen: [Growing in size looming over Bob] This is not - about - YOU!

Bob: [Notices a disturbance] Alright, Dash. Come on out I know you're listening.

Helen: Vi, you too, young lady.

Bob: It's okay. Your mother and I were just having a discussion.

Violet: A pretty loud discussion.

Bob: Yeah, but that's okay. Because Mommy and I are always united. Against the... uh forces of...

Helen: Pig-headedness?

Bob: I was gonna say evil or something...

Helen: We're sorry we woke you. Everything's alright, get back to bed... in fact

[to Bob]

Helen: we should *all* be in bed.

Mr. Incredible: [Everyone is trapped in Syndrome's containment unit] I'm sorry. I've been a lousy father, blind to what I have. So obsessed with being undervalued that I undervalued all of you.

[while Bob is talking, Violet frees herself using her force field]

Dash: Uh, Dad...

Elastigirl: Shh, don't interrupt.

Mr. Incredible: So... caught up in the past that I... *You* are my greatest adventure, and I almost missed it. I swear that if we get out of this safely, I will...

Violet: [At the control panel] Well, I think Dad has made some excellent progress today, but I think it's time we wind down now.

[she frees them by hitting a green button]

Elastigirl: I think your father is in trouble.

Violet: If you haven't noticed, Mom, we're not doin' so hot either.

Elastigirl: You're in charge until I get back, Violet.

Dash: What?

Violet: You heard her.

Violet: Mom and Dad's lives could be in jeopardy, or worse -

[whispering]

Violet: their marriage.

Violet: Dash, remember what mom said...

Dash: What?

Guard 1: Hey, stop talking!

[Violet vanishes]

Guard 1: Hold it, freeze!

Violet: Dash, run!

Dash: What?

Violet: Run!

Dash: Oh yeah!

[Takes off at super speed]

Guard 2: What the-? They're Supers!

[the Incredibles crash/park their RV]

Mr. Incredible: Is everybody okay back there?

Violet: Super duper, Dad.

Dash: Let's do that again!

Violet: You mean Dad's in trouble, or Dad is the trouble?

Elastigirl: I mean, either he's *in* trouble, or he's *going* to be.

Parrot: Identification, please.

Dash: Huh? Hey, hey Vi, c'mere, look, look it talks! There, that one.

Parrot: Voice key incorrect.

Violet: Voice key?

Parrot: Voice key incorrect.

Violet: Wait a second...

[Parrot sounds alarm]

Dash: What do we do?

Violet: Run!

Dash: Where are we going?

Violet: Away from here!

Dash: She would be eating if we were having Tony loaf.

Violet: That's it!

[jumps at Dash]

Helen: Both of you sit down!

[Dash runs around the table, hitting Violet as he passes her, until Violet makes a force field to stop him]

Dash: Hey! No force fields!

Violet: You started it!

Helen: [grabs Dash and puts him on his seat] You sit down!

[grabs Violet and puts her in her seat]

Helen: You sit down! Violet!

[Dash and Violet run under the table to fight, dragging Helen against the table]

Bob: [reading newspaper in the other room] "Simon J. Paladino, longtime advocate of superhero rights, is missing"... Gazer Beam?...

Bob: Bob! It's time to engage! Do something! Don't just stand there, I need you to... intervene!

Bob: You want me to intervene?

[picks up table]

Bob: Okay, I'm intervening! I'm intervening!

[as Helen leaves the cave, Violet runs after her]

Violet: Mom! Mom, what happened on the plane... I-I'm sorry, I wanted to- when you asked me to... I'm sorry...

Helen: Shh... it isn't your fault. It wasn't fair for me to suddenly ask so much of you. But things are different now, and doubt is a luxury we can't afford anymore, sweetie. You have more power than you realize. Don't think, and don't worry. If the time comes, you'll know what to do. It's in your blood.

[first lines]

Violet: Hello. My name is Violet and I was born into a world you may not understand.

Violet: [to Six] Haven't you been paying attention? Killing is what I do. It's what I'm good at. I am a titan. A monolith. Nothing can stop me.

Violet: [facing a room full of Daxus' warriors] You are all going to die.

Violet: Nerva, listen. You know it doen't matter for me. I'll be dead in 36 hours, no matter what. But every human for a quarter mile doesn't have to die with me.

Violet: [to Six] Don't get any cute ideas either. The only reason I saved your life... is because whatever is in your blood can save mine. If they corner us, suffer no delusions... I will kill you.

Violet: What the hell choice do I have?

Six: A very clear one. To watch me die... or make me watch you do the same.

Garth: You jeopardize everything by coming here.

Violet: I don't have any place left to go, Garth. Besides, you have all my guns.

Violet: I think I had to know what I was willing to die for.

Violet: [to Six] When I was a kid... when I was just a little girl... I used to dream about this old, dusty road. And this road would go on as far as the eye could see. There were all these little white flowers growing around the edges. And it was such a peaceful place. But then you realize... when life settles in around you... places like this... don't exist.

Daxus: I have seven hundred soldiers here with me. What do you really think you can do against that many men?

Violet: I can kill them.

Violet: [after dispatching a room full of Daxus' warriors] Is that all you got?

Nerva: Are you insane?

Violet: You won't drop him. You need him more than I do.

Nerva: [to the hemophages surrounding Violet] End her.

Violet: You disgust me!

Daxus: It's a relative term, Violet.

[coldly fierce]

Daxus: Give me what I want.

Violet: [defiantly] Come and get it!

Daxus: Are you mental?

Violet: [demanding what she came for] The antidote!

Daxus: I told you, there is no cure.

Violet: [seething] You wouldn't create a human-lethal antigen without an antidote you could administer to yourself and your manciples.

Daxus: Very nice, Violet. Well, yes, there is an antidote. And, yes, when I get the boy, I isolate the antigen and release it into the atmosphere. Anyone who wants to live will queue up daily at this door to get it.

Long-Haired Hemophage 2: How can you hope to defeat us? We're as strong as you...

Long-Haired Hemophage 1: ...we're as fast as you...

Violet: ...but are you one-tenth as *pissed off* as I am?

L.L.D.D. Chief of Research: Violet Song jat Shariff. Tell me I'm wrong

Violet: You're wrong.

L.L.D.D. Chief of Research: Why are you doing this?

Violet: Because I hate humans with every fiber of my being... and I'll kill every single one of them... almost as quickly as they'll try and kill me.

L.L.D.D. Chief of Research: You used to be human.

Violet: But not anymore, right? I got sick and now I'm something less than human. Something worthy of extermination.

L.L.D.D. Chief of Research: It's academic now, isn't it? You won't make it out of here with that case.

Violet: Watch me.

Violet: I've never failed to complete

Daxus: Do you know who I am?

Violet: How could I not? Tyrant. Egomaniac. Narcissist. That about sums it up, doesn't it?

Daxus: Yes it may be true. I may have... quirks.

Violet: You think those people are bad? Well, let me tell you something. The real monster you don't want knocking down your door is me.

Six: If I scream... we'll both be dead.

Violet: So, what would happen if one were to fail any of these tests?

Medical Tech 1: Nothing good. Please remove all articles of clothing and proceed into the scanner.

Daxus: [facing Violet with her sword] For God's sakes. Violet, I'm unarmed.

Violet: [looks at each arm of Daxus and raises her sword] Not yet, you're not.

Garth: Why won't you ever let anyone in?

Violet: [darkly, speaking from a deep hurt] Because... these moments... as beautiful as they are... they're evil when they're gone.

Daisy: Who's rose?

Violet: My old partner?

Daisy: I thought I was your only...

Violet: Sorry Daiz.

Daisy: Well, what happened to her?

Violet: She died.

Daisy: How?

Violet: Got shot.

Daisy: How?

Violet: The usual way. Somebody pointed a gun at her and pulled the trigger.

Michael: Is this an interview or a hit?

Violet: Whatever man.

Violet: You got any more cookies?

Daisy: Violet says "No"

Violet: Violet says; "Fuck, no!"

Daisy: [to hit men] My partner weighs in at about 95 pounds, right? And together you guys weigh are pushin', like, half a ton, give or take, correct? So, did you need much help stuffing her in that garbage can?

Man #1, Man #2, Man #3, Man #4: [blank stares]

Daisy: [sits back, hands behind her head] Now I usually don't talk to people like you in the first place. But if I did that sort of thing, I would say that you girls should have a TV show. And that they should call that program, "The Adventures of Donnie's Bitches". But like I said at the top, I usually don't talk to people like you. Because talking to people like you doesn't make much sense.

Man #1: What do you mean, people like us? What the hell kind of people are we?

Daisy: Dead ones.

Man #1: [laughs] What?

Violet: [starts shooting them from behind] Got some bullets. But now I might be out again.

Daisy: If we were rich and didn't have to kill him, we could pay him just to make those cookies for us all the time.

Violet: Hell, what if the cookies are just the tip of the iceberg? What if he makes brownies?

Daisy: You just missed her.

Violet: Daiz?

Daisy: She just left.

Violet: Who?

Daisy: Rose.

Violet: Was she alive?

Daisy: I don't know. But she asked about you.

Violet: What did she say?

Daisy: She said, I'm looking for your partner. Those were her exact words.

Violet: Is that all she said?

Daisy: No. She said that Rose's were dead, and Violet's were too.

Violet: She died.

Daisy: How?

Violet: Got shot.

Daisy: How?

Violet: The usual way. Somebody pointed a gun at her and pulled the trigger.

[first lines]

Daisy: [seeing cancelled posters] What are we going to do now?

Violet: I'll think of something.

Daisy, Violet: [cut to them carrying pizzas boxes in Nun outfits]

Violet: [Running from a badger] It had just killed. I saw blood on it's lips.

Dandelion: Lucky for us it had, otherwise it might have been quicker!

Violet, Pig-Pen, Schroeder, Sally: Bon voyage, Charlie Brown!

Lucy: And don't come back!

Lil: I'm married to that bar. Hell, I'd, uh, I'd sleep there, if I had the guts to walk around barefoot. But that's me, you know. I'm the original coyote. Just a small town gal trying to make it in the big bad city.

Violet: Small town gal?

Lil: Piedmont, North Dakota. You ever tell anyone that, I'll kill ya.

Violet: I'm not lost. Somebody just moved my street.

Cammie: I'm Cammie, the Russian tease.

Violet: Violet, the Jersey nun.

Cammie: That one's Rachel, the New York bitch. We all play our little parts. Only Rachel really is a bitch, and I really am a tease.

Lil: Cammie, you can only be a tease if you stop sleepin' around, babe.

Cammie: Yeah, I keep forgetting that part!

Violet: Hi. I'm Violet Sanford. I just recently moved to New York and I was wondering if you would give my tape to one of your artists.

Wendy: Violet, that is so cute! Now lemme tell you about me. My name is Wendy and I first moved to New York when I was 21 to be a dancer, but I broke my big toe and then I got knocked up by this actor who dumped me to join the Peace Corps, so for the last 16 years I been raising my daughter all by myself and then two weeks ago, she tells me that she is a bisexual and that she hates me more than any person on this planet.

[chuckles]

Wendy: Now tell me how I can help you, please, because I am dying to make *your* dreams come true.

Lil: That's Rachel, you can learn a lot from her.

Violet: She just cut some guy's ponytail off.

Lil: Yeah, the court ordered her to take anger-management classes after she pummeled a customer for grabbin' her ass. He pressed charges, I gave her a raise. Cheers!

Violet: What do you want?

Kevin: Well, it's, uh, 3 in the morning, I want what every man wants.

[pause]

Kevin: Breakfast!

[Kevin kisses Violet then starts to walk away]

Kevin: Have a nice day!

Violet: "Have a nice day"?

Kevin: Yeah, I panicked, I didn't know what else to say!

Lil: I told ya not to break the rules.

Violet: What are you talking about?

Lil: I'm talking about you and your boyfriend making a scene in my bar. I'm talking about a friend of mine inside with a broken nose. The rules were simple, Jersey. I fired girls for a lot less.

Violet: What, so I can't have a boyfriend, now? What kind of stupid shit is that?

Lil: Hey, this place is my home. And I'm not willing to risk everything I have on your personal life. It's business, plain and simple.

Violet: This is not business. I work my ass off for you and you're supposed to be my friend!

Lil: I never said I was your friend. I'm your boss and you knew the rules like everybody else.

Violet: Will you stop with "the rules". It's a bar for Christ sake!

Lil: [hands Violet her guitar] Then what are you so upset about?

Violet: Cammie, I think I just fell in love with you.

Cammie: Oh Violet, I'm not a lesbian. I played in the minors but never went pro.

Violet: That's *not*, what I meant.

Violet: I don't mean to press my luck, but would you mind telling me why you're hiring me?

Lil: Because, the, um, average male is walking around with a toddler inside of his pants, a two year old right there inside his dockers.

Violet: Men have two year old children in their pants - that's why you're hiring me?

Lil: You look like a kindergarden teacher. The kids'll love it.

Violet: Sorry I asked.

Lil: Let me guess: Piedmont, North Dakota.

Violet: South Amboy, New Jersey.

Lil: Same thing.

Violet: I want my tape.

Kevin: Had a feeling you'd be back to see me.

Manager: No dates in the kitchen, O'Donnell.

Violet: I'm not staying. I-I just want my tape. Please.

[he hands her the tape]

Violet: Thanks. Bye.

Kevin: Did you really write all those songs?

Violet: You listened to my tape?

Kevin: No, of course not, I mean, that would be invasion of privacy.

[singing]

Kevin: Baby you're the right kind of wrong.

Violet: Go ahead. Laugh it up. 'Cause there's nothing you can say that's gonna bother me.

Kevin: I'm just trying to tell you I like your music. I mean, do you always take compliments so well?

Violet: You collect comic books? That's so cute.

Kevin: It's not cute... it's very rugged and manly.

Violet: This is my job!

Kevin: It's a goddamn sandbox for you to stick your head in!

Violet: What is that supposed to mean?

Kevin: The place is a joke, alright? They don't come to watch you sing, they come to watch girls shaking it on a bar!

Violet: [on seeing Rachel, Cammie and Zoe for the first time] You know those girls?

Romero: Oh, yeah. They're here every morning around this time. Winding down. They have to in their line of work.

Violet: Are they hookers?

Romero: No.

[passes Violet a matchbook]

Romero: Coyotes.

Violet: Do you have a reservation?

Lil: Uh, yeah, it's under, uh, "Cast Iron Heartless Bitch."

Violet: Could it be under "Stubborn and Pigheaded"?

Lil: Yes! That's the one.

Kevin: What do you do when you realize all your dreams have come true?

Violet: Pay off old debts.

Violet: Oh, right, we don't talk about you, right? It's a big secret. Come on, Kevin, let's play a game. I'm gonna guess why you left Australia.

Kevin: Doesn't matter.

Violet: You were in jail? No that's not it. You have a wife and four kids in Sydney? Come on, am I getting warm? Come on, Kevin, I don't have alot of time. Why'd you run away from home?

Kevin: I didn't have a home! Is that what you wanted to hear? I don't have a family. I mean that's the big secret! Are you happy? Huh? Are you gonna feel sorry for me now? Are you gonna hold me close while I tell you I had to change homes every 2 years? I had a bad childhood, big deal. I don't need your sympathy! 'Cause I'm here and I'm livin' on my two feet like I wanted to. That was my dream. At least I did it with a little bit of dignity.

Violet: And I didn't, that's it?

Kevin: Well just unbutton the blouse a little and unzip the pants a little, show a little bit of flesh. I think you can figure it out.

Violet: You said I could be whatever I wanna be.

Bill Sanford: I never said "Songwriter in New York City."

Violet: I'm a songwriter, is there someone here I can talk to about my songs?

Fiji Mermaid Waiter: I've been a struggling sax player for 12 years. What can I get you from the bar?

Violet: Okay, I've never had anyone stare at my ass for half an hour, so I'm gonna say goodnight, and I'm hoping you're gonna say it back.

Violet: Look, are you really the owner? 'Cause I've had a rough couple of days and so the last thing I need is some waitress on a power trip wastin' my time.

Lil: You start Friday night.

Violet: Why won't you give up on this?

Kevin: Because I've been giving up on people my entire life and it's a nasty little habit, so you're going to sing at the club or...

Violet: Or you'll what?

Kevin: I'll never kiss you again.

Violet: That sounds like a threat, Mr. O'Donnell.

Kevin: Well, let's just say it's going to be quite a long, cold winter.

Violet: That's supposed to convince me?

Kevin: It's working, isn't it? Your knees are getting weak.

Violet: Alright, you win. I'll do it.

Kevin: I love winning.

Judd: You hear that Georgia?

Georgia: That's awesome Mom.

Violet: that's awesome mom It is isn't it? Oh baby just think, someday your images are going to be hanging up next to Sally Man

Georgia: They're your images.

Violet: Oh no. God gave me such a beautiful daughter and I want to show the world how special you are.

Georgia: Mom, do I have to do this today? I just really don't feel like it.

Violet: Why not?

Georgia: I love your photos, it's not that.

Violet: You know what, you are not going anywhere without your wheelchair.

Georgia: Mom, I don't need it yet.

Violet: Georgia, you are covered in bruises.

Georgia: I know that! I'm the one that's dying remember, it's not you.

Violet: What did you say?

Georgia: I just don't need you reminding me all the time.

Violet: Do you know what's the major problem in contemporary social life? The tendency to always seek someone cooler than yourself.

Violet: We're also trying to make a difference in people's lives, and one way to do that is to stop them from killing themselves.

Violet: I don't really like the word "depressed". I prefer to say I'm in a tailspin.

Violet: I took the commuter train to Villa Franka and I checked into a cheap motel there.

Rose: The Motel Six?

Violet: No, the Motel 4. It's even less expensive.

Rose: The Motel 4, in Villa Franka? My god, you really were suicidal.

Fred Packenstacker: I wasn't just buying drinks for people; they were for cute girls. There was a perfectly rational, logical, easily-explainable agenda.

Violet: [Smiling slightly] So it *was* a playboy or operator move.

Fred Packenstacker: Of course. Transparently so.

Violet: I admire that. Drinks are expensive.

Violet: Poor Lily. Just think of all Xavier put her through. He just used her body. And not even the right side.

Violet: [From Trailer] Our aspirations are pretty basic - take a guy who hasn't realized his full potential - or doesn't even have much...

Heather: Someone like Frank!

Violet: Yes. Then help them realize it or find more.

Violet: [about their college] There's enough material here for a lifetime of social work.

Depressed Debbie: [Angry] You think I'm going to kill myself and make you look bad?

Violet: I'm worried that you'll kill yourself and make yourself look bad.

Heather: [to Lily] Speaking of suicide prevention, do you have a boyfriend, Lily?

Rose: Are you dating anyone?

Lily: I don't see the connection.

Heather: You don't?

Violet: Boyfriends are a primary suicide risk.

Priss: [Crying] He used to gaze at me with such love in his eyes. Know what I mean?

Violet: No. No, I've never actually seen that.

Rose: [about Roberts Hall] Suicidal Ed. students have been going to the roof and throwing themselves off.

Violet: But it's only two stories.

Rose: Yes I know, it's horrible. Not high enough enough to kill, but high enough to maim. And particularly dangerous for the people below.

Violet: Hello! Are you a new student?

Lily: Yes.

Violet: Good, we thought so. We'd like to help you.

Violet: What would you say are the most effective means to fight depression?

Thor: Beer?

Frank: No, beer's a downer! Cocktails! Hard liqueur and spirits is what really gives you a lift.

Violet: Seven Oaks is the last of the Select Seven to go co-ed. An atmosphere of male barbarism predominates. We're going to change that.

Violet: [about Priss' ex-boyfriend] Was Josh handsome?

Priss: [crying] Yes

Violet: That's a problem.

Violet: Have you ever heard the expression, prevention is nine-tenths the cure? Well in the case of suicide, it's actually ten-tenths the cure.

Violet: [to Jimbo, who she believes is depressed] Did you know that a good-smelling environment is crucial to our overall sense of well-being? Have you considered finding a better-smelling place to live?

Violet: [about Fred/Charlie] He's lying. I find that *very* attractive.

Violet: Are you...

[whispers]

Violet: ... gay?

Fred Packenstacker: Not especially. But in another era it might of had some appeal.

Mad Madge: [Violet is practicing her tap routine] What do you think you're doing?

Violet: I'm sorry, did I disturb you?

Mad Madge: Why are you wearing tap shoes? Are you out of your mind?

Violet: I think that's pretty clear...

Violet: Rose has a very sensitive nose. Have you heard of "nasal shock syndrome?" Any harsh, acrid, or just "disgusting" odor sends Rose into nasal shock

Rose: This wasn't true nasal shock. Had it been, I'd've lost consciousness entirely.

Lily: Just from some b.o.?

Violet: "Just some b.o .?" Omigod, Lily, you must have a very high threshold for pain! That'll serve you well here at Seven Oaks!

Heather: [about Lily's friend] " Zavier " with a " Z? "

Lily: No, I think it's with an "X."

Heather: No, I'm certain it's a "Z." " Zavier " Like " Zorro. " It's the same sound.

[Draws a "Z" in the air with her finger]

Heather: Zorro marked his name with a "Z."

Lily: It's an "X."

Heather: But Zorro's with a "Z." I t's the same.

Violet: Okay, let's see if we can figure this out. Used at the beginning of a name, " Z " and "X" have the same pronunciation.

Heather: But it's Zorro- with a "Z."

Violet: Actually there were two " Zorros. " One spelt his name with a " Z " and made a " Z " mark for Zorro , the other one spelled him name with an "X" and with his sword he'd make an "X" mark . What was really unfair was that, because he marked his name with an "X", everybody assumed he was illiterate, when actually he was spelling correctly

Violet: We get a lot of students coming to the center pretending to be depressed to get the donuts.

Rose: Confidence tricksters!

Violet: Yes, it's really bad, really cynical. And we made a pledge the donut company that we would only give the donuts to students who were depressed, suicidal or otherwise nutty. We're a non-profit, so the rules are pretty strict.

Violet: I'm not convinced that having a "Suicide Prevention Center" prevents any suicides.

Rose: Well, the coffee's good.

Lily: If someone were really determined to destroy themselves, I don't think they'd stop for coffee.

Heather: I suppose it depends on what it tastes like.

Heather: Doar dorm has the university's highest fatality rate as well as the worst hygiene.

Lily: Highest suicide rate.

Violet: No, the highest fatality rate. It's not certain what percentage were intentional and how many were just due to a temporary unawareness of gravity's laws.

Violet: We've gotta keep in mind that these guys are young people. They're essentially immature and... crying out for help and guidance.

Rose: Though they don't know it.

Heather: No, they don't, but we do.

Lily: Um, but aren't they the same age as we are?

Rose: Only numerically.

Violet: It's very hard for beautiful women to experience rejection.

Violet: Unkind, self-righteous and pedantic. In short, a model journalist.

Violet: What scent are you wearing?

Depressed Debbie: What are you talking about?

Violet: The perfume that you're wearing.

Depressed Debbie: *I'm not wearing any perfume!*

Violet: You see, that could be the problem.

Violet: This scent and this soap... is what gives me hope.

Heather: Violet's identity is made up. I don't think she's crazy.

Violet: No, I am.

Violet: When you have problems yourself, it's great to hear about someone else's truly idiotic ones, please go on.

Heather: Wow!

Violet: What?

Heather: When you said that about depressed people being mean, you weren't joking.

Neil: You never rented a movie?

Violet: Well, I've been to a movie. Does that count?

Violet: So which one should I rent...? So which one do you recommend?

[Hits Neil on back with videos]

Violet: All of a sudden you're a mute?

Neil: Oh, err, I take it your talking to me now?

Violet: Who else would I be talking to?

Violet: [Entering Neil's video store, talking to someone on her headset phone] No, I don't mind. I'm in the video store right now... No, it's one of those little shitty ones.

Violet: I gotta' tell ya' though, you missed one hell of a Happy Hour.

Violet: [Drunkenly slurring her words] They got the best goddamned 'peanuss' in town.

Neil: What?

Violet: "Peanuts": P - E - A -... nuts.

Reverend Fortescue: Vicki...

Violet: Violet.

Reverend Fortescue: Er, Violet. Would you and Ruby...

Rosie: Rosie.

Reverend Fortescue: Rosie. Go and clean upstairs, and get some help from the three girls in my bed.

Violet: Don't tell me you've gone and flipped for Rock?

[Peers at her]

Violet: Well, I'll be a writer's subplot. You have.

Violet: What you need is a drink.

Rock Hunter: And how!

Violet: Maybe two drinks! What'll it be?

Rock Hunter: Something simple. A bottle and a straw.

Violet: She didn't speak English. She was from Texas.

[last lines]

Corky: You know what the difference is between you and me, Violet?

Violet: No.

Corky: Me neither.

Caesar: What did she do to you?

Violet: Everything you couldn't.

Caesar: You don't wanna shoot me, Vi. Do ya. Do ya? I know you don't.

Violet: Caesar, you don't know shit.

Violet: That's a great tattoo. Beautiful labrys. Are you surprised I know what it is?

Corky: Maybe.

Violet: I have a tattoo. Would you like to see it?

Violet: You seem uncomfortable. Do I make you nervous, Corky?

Corky: No.

[drinks from beer bottle]

Violet: Thirsty, maybe?

Violet: I'm not apologizing for what I did. I'm apologizing for what I didn't do.

Corky: What are you doing?

Violet: Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to seduce you.

Corky: Why?

Violet: Because I want... to. I've wanted to ever since I saw you that day in the elevator. I know you don't believe me, but I can prove it to you. You can't believe what you see. But you can believe... what you feel. I've been thinking about you all day.

Violet: We're not that different, Corky.

Corky: Ah, let's see. This is the part where you tell me what matters is on the inside, and that inside of you there's a little dyke just like me.

Violet: No, she's nothing like you. She's a whole lot smarter than you are.

Violet: We make our own choices, we pay our own prices.

Corky: You planned this whole thing. You dropped that earring down the sink on purpose, didn't you?

Violet: If I say yes, will you take your hand away?

Corky: No.

Violet: Yes.

Violet: Caesar, I'm leaving.

Caesar: What? Oh, come on, I didn't use one of the good towels.

Violet: Try not to steal anything on your way out...

Violet: I have this image of you - inside of me - like a part of me.

Violet: Gino doesn't speak much English, or at least he pretends not to.

Violet: Shelly knows what I am. He saw me in a bar with another woman.

Corky: Yeah, I suppose he just wants to watch.

Corky: So, Ceasar works for the Mafia?

Violet: Strange, nobody calls it that anymore. Ceasar calls it "the Business."

[Caesar is aiming his gun at Corky, who is tied up - 'bound' as the title has it]

Caesar: God. I should have seen this coming the minute I met you. Everybody knows your kind can't be trusted. Fucking queers make me sick. But you made a fatal mistake. You tried fucking the wrong guy. And I swear to you that I'm going to kill you for it. Where's my money?

Violet: Don't tell him.

Caesar: Shut up, Violet!

Violet: He can't kill you.

Caesar: [He aims the gun at Violet] Violet!

Violet: Not until he has the money.

[He fires the gun at the wall behind Violet to scare and silence her]

Caesar: Now. Where is it?

Corky: Lick me.

Caesar: Where is my money?

Corky: Either pull the trigger or get that fucking thing out of my face.

Violet: Oh, Johnny hits on me all the time. He hits on anything in high heels.

Corky: So what are you saying? You don't have sex with men?

Violet: I don't.

Corky: Oh, for Christ's sake, Violet, I heard you. Thin walls, remember?

Violet: They're just cops.

Violet: [to Corky] Hold the elevator. Thanks.

Violet: I want what's mine; I want half the money. We get rid of Mickey, and no one else dies. No one. Say, "Yes, I understand."

Ceasar: Yes, I unnerstan'.

Corky: To steal, I need to know someone like I know myself.

Violet: You think you know me like that?

Dan: Don't you know anything about your father?

Violet: Yeah.

Dan: What?

Violet: I do. I know what mom says.

Dan: What does mom say?

Violet: She says you're a pathetic loser.

Dan: She says that affectionately.

Dan: I love you.

Violet: I know you do.

[said to Bellocq twice]

Violet: I love you once. I love you twice. I love you more than beans and rice!

Bellocq: Her father unknown, and her mother deserted the child.

Violet: My mother's name was Hildegarde. Hildegarde Marr. M-A-R-R.

Priest: And she was Caucasian, or other?

Violet: She was a whore, Father.

Frieda: Do not forget, this guy is buying a virgin, so she's got to act it right. You've got to give him the idea that you don't know nothing. It should be like a rape.

Josephine: You don't know. Could be a different kind of guy. Someone that wants you to act like she wants it.

Frieda: The main thing is to whimper and cry when he starts, but then you've got to act like it feels good.

Violet: I know what to do. Leave me alone.

Hattie: Well, don't act like you know it all. You won't even get a tip that way.

Fanny: Violet, you should touch him down there, you know, like it's accidental.

Violet: I know, I know all that.

Violet: Madame Nell says there's something wrong with you, that you're a cream puff or something. She says you're pathetic, missing all the fun in life.

Bellocq: Perhaps Madame Nell is imagining she knows more than she does. Do you think she's having fun?

Violet: She's as happy as anybody. Are the afraid you'll get the little casino? The clap?

Bellocq: No.

Violet: Well, why, then?

Bellocq: Do I ask you questions? I don't have to explain myself to a child.

Violet: I am not a child!

Nell: Sold to the man with the four hundred dollars cash.

Frieda: [to Violet] Do not give him any argument.

Violet's First Customer: Do you want some whiskey?

[He hands Violet a glass of whiskey. She drinks it all]

Violet's First Customer: Well, Jesus, I didn't mean the whole damn thing.

Violet: I'm glad it's you.

Violet's First Customer: Why are you glad it's me?

Violet: Well, you look nice, and you have a nice chest. I can feel the steam inside me right through my dress.

Bellocq: Leave me alone.

Violet: You hate me.

Bellocq: I have no time for hate or love.

Violet: You think of me as a child.

[first lines]

[Bud walks up to a young woman, working behind the counter in a gas station store]

Bud Clay: Hi.

Violet: Hello... Did you just come from the race track?

Bud Clay: Mmhm.

Violet: Did you win?

Bud Clay: No.

Violet: Oh.

Bud Clay: How much is this?

Violet: $2... Will you be racing again?

Bud Clay: Going to California. I've got to be there by Friday.

Violet: California? I always wanted to go to California.

Bud Clay: Really?

Violet: Yes.

Bud Clay: It's nice there.

Violet: Is it?

Bud Clay: Mmhm.

Violet: I thought it would be.

Bud Clay: Is your name Violet?

Violet: Yes, it is.

Bud Clay: Who made the necklace?

Violet: I made it.

Bud Clay: You think you'd want to come with me?

Violet: I don't even know you.

Bud Clay: Please?... Please?... Please come with me.

Mia: That was quick.

Violet: [back from sex in the restroom] Not quick. Efficient.

Violet: Are you married. You must be, or you wouldn't be hiding out here so often.

Violet: A person inside another person - science fiction. She doesn't know a thing.

Elizabeth: Who?

Violet: Your baby. Only her mother's heartbeat.

Elizabeth: [about her mother] She was like you.

Violet: But not a virgin.

Christopher: Can anyone be a gentleman?

Mr. Watts: Yes, they can.

Violet: Even a poor person?

Mr. Watts: Absolutely a poor person can be a gentleman. A gentleman... a gentleman is someone who never forgets their manners, no matter what the situation is, no matter how terrible, how awful. Money and social standing have got nothing to do with it. A gentleman always tries to do the right thing.

Violet: That was his disguise, a perception to fool the public. You have to remember Houdini was an illusionist by magic act, conversely an illusionist by philosophy.

Violet: Do you know what I love?

Red: [excited] Rubber dicks?

Violet: Well yes, but that's not what I was going to say...

Red: [still excited] Rubber dicks slathered to the hilt with peanut butter?

Evie Decker: Did you ever feel like it wouldn't matter if you lived or died?

Violet: Pardon?

Evie Decker: How you could just disappear, and no one would notice.

Violet: That's a diaper pin in her ear!

Violet: See ya later, Mr. Mark.

Violet: People are dying! Innocent people who don't deserve this! They are your friends, family, neighbours who disappear in the middle of the night... or... who's deaths are mysteriously covered up. We must see! We can't let this happen any more! Stand tall with us - today - tonight. This cause is worth fighting for, this cause is worth dying for. The faces in the crowd... the faces in the crowd will smile again!

Violet: [to Ed Bannister] I am a lady, even if you are no gentleman.