Vivian Shing Quotes in Saving Face (2004)

Mrs. Shing: [Leaving message on the answering machine] Hello, Viviea? This is your mother. Just calling to say hi. Hope your birthday good. Did Wil show up? Thought you may wanna talk after she leaves. Oh, maybe she's still there? Okay. Bye.

Wil: Oh, my God. You talked to your mother about us?

Vivian Shing: Yeah. So?

Wil: "So"? Does she know we have sex?

Vivian Shing: [sighs] No, Wil. She thinks we conjugate Latin verbs.

Wil: Really?

Wil: I'll definitely be there tonight.

Vivian Shing: "Definitely" definitely, or "definitely" maybe? You know, my friends are starting to think you don't exist.

Wil: Trust me. I'll definitely, definitely be there.

Vivian Shing: Just tell her I'm a friend. A nice Chinese girl.

Wil: You're not just a nice Chinese girl.

Vivian Shing: I'll fake it.

Wil: So how come we never met before now?

Vivian Shing: We did meet. Nineteen years ago. I was 8, you were 9. Outside the temple.

Wil: I don't remember.

Vivian Shing: The Wong boys were taunting me about my parents' divorce. You beat the crap out of them. You were wearing a Kristy McNichol t-shirt, tan cords and a pageboy. You spilled your mom's groceries. We scooped them into a bag.

Wil: That's right, and then...

Vivian Shing: And then I kissed you on the nose. And you ran.

Wil: It's been crazy. Vivian, there's a lot going on right now. I'm sorry if I... if this hurts.

Vivian Shing: At least it's not a flesh wound.

[gets up and walks away]

Vivian Shing: Kiss me. Now. In front of all these people.

Vivian Shing: What do you fucking care what kind of dancing I do?

Wil: Punish me by leaving me behind. Don't punish yourself by treating your dreams like they are for shit.

Vivian Shing: I teach down at Arts Alliance... I'm teaching them how to fall without hurting themselves.

Vivian Shing: How about this one? It's packed with peanuts

Wil: and alot of other satisfying carcinogens.

Vivian Shing: Sometimes your body knows what you really want

Little Girl: Are you guys gonna kiss?

Wil: Huh? No... what?

Little Girl: Are you going to french kiss when you go to Paris?

Vivian Shing: go play on the jungle gym

Vivian Shing: Your hot dog got cold so I fed it to the birds.

Wil: Careful. We don't wanna train them to eat flesh.

Vivian Shing: [in Mandarin] Fish is good, Auntie.