Dennis Read:
"It rains nine months of the year in Seattle."
Annie:
"When a man is a widower why do we say he was widowed? Why don't we say he was widowered?"
Sam:
" I am NOT going to New York to meet some woman who could be a crazy, sick lunatic! Didn't you see Fatal Attraction?"
Sam:
"Mommy got sick. And it happened just like that. There's nothing anybody could do. It isn't fair. There's no reason. But if we start asking why, we'll go crazy."
Johnah:
"Thanks for dinner. I've never seen potatoes cooked like that before."
Becky:
"He could be a crackhead, a transvestite, a flasher, a junkie, a chainsaw murderer... or someone really sick, someone like my Rick."
Walter:
"It was Miss Scarlet, in the closet, with a radio."
Walter:
"It was my mother's. I had them size it down. She had really fat fingers."
Becky:
"Verbal ability is a highly overrated thing in a guy, and it's our pathetic need for it that gets us into so much trouble."
Johnah:
"A ho! A ho! My dad's been captured by a ho!"
Sam:
"She looks like my third grade teacher, and I hated my third grade teacher... wait a minute, she IS my third grade teacher!"
Dennis Read:
"Annie, when you're attracted to someone, it just means that your subconscious is attracted to their subconscious, subconsciously. So what we think of as fate is just two neuroses knowing that they are a perfect match."
Walter:
"Look, Annie... I love you. But let's leave that out of this. I don't want to be someone that you're settling for. I don't want to be someone that anyone settles for. Marriage is hard enough without bringing such low expectations into it, isn't it?"
Annie:
"Destiny is something we've invented because we can't stand the fact that everything that happens is accidental."
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