Yvette Quotes in 24 Hour Party People (2002)

Yvette: And what do you do?

Tony Wilson: How do you mean?

Yvette: You know, your job?

Tony Wilson: Well, I'm Tony Wilson.

Tony Wilson: You know, I think that Shaun Ryder is on a par with W.B. Yeats as a poet.

Yvette: Really?

Tony Wilson: Absolutely. Totally.

Yvette: Well, that is amazing, considering everyone else thinks he's a fucking idiot.

Yvette: But it is dark upstairs and I am frightened of the dark. Will anyone go with me?

Professor Plum: I will!

Colonel Mustard: I will!

Mr. Green: No, thank you.

Mrs. Peacock: Uh, is there a little girl's room in the hall?

Yvette: Oui oui, Madame.

[points]

Mrs. Peacock: No, I just wanna powder my nose.

Miss Scarlet: [looks in an envelope] What's this, Wadsworth?

Wadsworth: I'm afraid those are the negatives to which Colonel Mustard earlier referred.

Colonel Mustard: Oh my God!

Miss Scarlet: Were you planning to blackmail him, Wadsworth?

Wadsworth: Certainly not! I detained them for the colonel and I was going to give them back as soon as Mr. Boddy was unmasked.

Miss Scarlet: Mm, very pretty! Would you like to see these, Yvette, they might shock you.

Yvette: No, merci. I am a lady.

Miss Scarlet: Oh, how do you know what kind of pictures they are if you're such a lay-dee?

Professor Plum: What sort of pictures are they?

Colonel Mustard: They are *my* pictures and I'd like them back, please!

Miss Scarlet: No, I'm afraid there's something in them that concerns me, too.

Professor Plum: Let me see.

Mrs. White: [gasps] Oh no, nobody can get into that position.

Professor Plum: Sure they can. Let me show you.

[tries to do the position]

Mrs. White: Get off me!

Professor Plum: Well, I'm gonna start while it's still hot.

Mrs. Peacock: Oh, now, shouldn't we wait for the other guest?

Yvette: I will keep something warm for him.

Miss Scarlet: What did you have in mind, dear?

Yvette: Go on. I'll be right behind you.

Mr. Green: That's why I'm nervous.

[first lines]

Wadsworth: Is everything ready?

Yvette: Oui, Monsieur.

Wadsworth: You have your, um, instructions.

Whispering Voice: [Yvette has entered the billiard room, which is dark because of the power being out] Shut the door. Did anyone recognize you?

Yvette: [Suddenly not speaking in a French accent] They must have, and not just my face. They know every inch of my body. And they're not the only ones.

[the rope suddenly is flung around Yvette's neck, choking her. She gasps]

Yvette: It's you!

Wadsworth: [Walking about the room, collecting all of the weapons] Look, we still have all of these weapons. The gun, the rope, the wrench, the lead pipe. Let's put them all in this cupboard and lock it.

[Picking up the weapons and locking them in the cupboard]

Wadsworth: There's a homicidal maniac about.

[Everyone agrees. Wadsworth puts the key in his pocket]

Mr. Green: What are you doing with the key?

Wadsworth: Putting it in my pocket.

Mr. Green: Why?

Wadsworth: Well, to keep it safe, obviously.

Mrs. Peacock: That means you can open it whenever you want.

Wadsworth: But it also means that you can't.

Mrs. Peacock: Well, what if you're the murderer?

Wadsworth: I'm not.

Colonel Mustard: But what if you are?

Wadsworth: Well, it's got to be put somewhere. If I've got it, I know I'm safe.

Mrs. Peacock: [Expressively; Mrs. Peacock is waving her hand rapidly back and forth, lightly hitting Mrs. White's chest accidentally. Mrs. White reacts with a startled look] We don't know that we are!

[Mrs. Peacock's leaf hat falls off as she gets frustrated with it]

Wadsworth: I've an idea. We'll throw it away.

Colonel Mustard: Good idea!

Mr. Green: Good idea!

Yvette: Wonderful!

Miss Scarlet: Brilliant!

Professor Plum: That'll do it!

Guy Jamieson: Why do people go to parties?

Yvette: To meet a partner.

Guy Jamieson: Why do they want to do that?

Yvette: To go to parties with.

Joe Joe: I want my daddy.

Yvette: I know.

Rodney: [From Background] Fuck your punk-ass daddy!

Yvette: I do too baby.

Rodney: Hello? Hello? Yvette?

Jody: Naw, nigga, this ain't no motherfuckin' Yvette!

Rodney: Put Yvette on the phone, nigga!

Jody: What? This my phone, nigga! Don't call my house no more!

Rodney: How the *fuck* is that yo' house, nigga? You don't even live there. Is this Jody? The Jody that got my boo pregnant and can't take care of his responsibilities as a muthafuckin' man? Livin' at yo' mamma house? Walking around the streets like a little ass boy? Nigga, you's a *bitch*!

Jody: What? Yo' ass in jail! You can't say nothin' about me and mine, homeboy. Look, don't call my *fuckin'* house no more! My girl ain't feeling you. It's not happening, cuz! Concentrate on not dropping the soap, you bitch-ass nigga!

Rodney: *Fuck* you, cuz!

[hangs up]

Jody: I want a block on my motherfucking phone tomorrow, Yvette.

Yvette: All right, Jody, damn!

Jody: Stupid ass.

Yvette: You stupid.

Jody: All on the phone spreading my business out there. He on the other end talking 'bout "Yeah, I know you live with yo' mamma." I don't wanna hear that shit!

Yvette: You been fucking around?

Jody: Nope.

Yvette: Let me smell your dick.

Yvette: Hey, girl.

Sharika: What you doing?

Chris: Are you on the damn phone again? Get off the phone.

Yvette: What's all that noise? Are you okay?

Sharika: That's Chris. The nigga is trippin'. We've been drinking that Thug Passion.

Chris: Get off the phone, bumping your gums, talking to them hos.

Sharika: You made up with that nigga Jody yet?

Yvette: No. I ain't thinking about him.

Sharika: Yeah, right. Jody know that's his pussy.

Yvette: I won't put up with his shit no more.

Chris: Am I invisible?

Sharika: I feel you.

Chris: Hello! Lights on. Anyone home?

Sharika: I definitely feel you.

Chris: Get off the goddamn phone and come here, so I can drop it off in your drawers! Damn!

Sharika: These niggas trip when they think hey own you. You need to check him.

Chris: You need to check these nuts in your mouth.

Sharika: Shut the fuck up! You see I'm on the damn phone! Shut your motherfucking ass up!

Chris: Fuck them hos! You always talk to them bitches about their relationships. Attend to your nigga!

Yvette: Jody, I know you love me. I also know you fuck other girls. I don't like it, but I know you. So just be real with me. Man, you gone be honest or what?

Jody: If you can take it. You're starting to get on my nerves with this shit Yvette.

Yvette: I'm getting on your nerves? And you're the one fucking around. You get with any of them girls you sell dresses to?

Jody: A few. There. You feel better now? I love you, girl. You got my son and you probably gone be my wife. You want me to be honest?

Yvette: Yeah, I do.

Jody: You're my woman. Them other ho's is tricks. I make love to you, I want to be with you, but I fuck other females occasionally. I don't know why, I just do. That's the situation. You feel better now? That's some honesty for yo ass. Deal with it. I love you enough to be honest.

Yvette: Jody, If you loved me, you wouldn't lie to me all the time. Move!

Jody: Hold on. You got it all twisted up! I lie 'cause I do love you. Being honest would mean I don't give a fuck. Out on the street, I tell the ho's the truth. I lie to you because I care about your feelings.

Jody: Yvette. Hi, baby. Baby, don't be mad at me. It ain't my fault. I love you.

Yvette: What is it Jody I'm listening.

Jody: Some Mexican stole your car.

Yvette: They what? Jody.

Jody: You hear?

Yvette: I hear.

Jody: You still got that tracking thing on?

Yvette: Yeah.

Jody: Cool. We'll find it in like 30 minutes. Call the po-po's and tell them what's up.

Yvette: I ain't doing that.

Jody: Why not?

Yvette: Because I know who stole my car.

Jody: Who? Tell me who stole your car baby and I'll go get it back for you.

Yvette: I stole my car Jody.

[Hangs Up Phone]

Yvette: Jody my Jody.

Yvette: Mama gotta have a life too.

Yvette: Jody, please go away.

Jody: You got your neighbors snooping! Girl open this door!

Yvette: Go, before you get me put out!

Jody: Fuck you, Yvette.

Yvette: Fuck me? After all the shit I put up with, with you! Fuck me Jody? Fuck you!

Yvette: Nigga, who told you to light my candles? You trippin'.

Yvette: Ummm... Monsieur Louis. You don't want any supper ,no?

Louis: No, ma chère.

Yvette: We're worried about you, master. Why is it that you don't go riding in the field? And how long since you've been to the slave quarter? Everywhere there is death. Are you still our master at all?

Louis: That will be all, Yvette!

Yvette: I will not go unless you listen to me! You must, you must send away this friend of yours. The slaves, they are all frightened of him... and they are frightened of you.

[touches Louis's hand]

Louis: I'm frightened of myself.

[indulges in close contact with Yvette. Then begins to bite her wrist. She starts to scream out. For a moment he is too caught up in biting her. She cries out louder and he snaps into reality. He puts his hand over her mouth, wrestles her to the floor and kills her]

Louis: [Louis walks outside carrying Yvette's lifeless body. He speaks to the slaves who have come to see what all the screaming was about] Hear me now! This place is cursed, damned, and yes, your master is the devil! Get out while you can! You are all free men! You hear me?

[Louis gives Yvette to a nearby slave and takes hold of a torch]

Louis: Run, flee, save yourselves!

[waves torch wildly at slaves to make them leave and then goes inside to set the house on fire]

Yvette: [to Louis] Are you not hungry, sir?

Lestat: Aux contraire, mon cher, he could eat the whole colony.

[starts to laugh]

Louis: [as Yvette starts to pick up Louis's plate, he grabs her arm and looks at the veins in her neck] I'll finish it, Yvette. Now leave us.

Yvette: The truth is nobody here likes you. Even the trees wouldn't grow if they had a choice!