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The Bone Collector
"Cut Her Hands Off, We Need The Hand Cuffs" to "No! F*** You!"
Foxfire
Do You Mind If I Sleep On Your Floor Tonight? "Uh... Yeah, heh" Are You Sure? Good
If I Hear Anymore Shit About Sixty Aspirins Or One More Of Your F***ing Mood Swings, I Am Going To Tickle You To Death! You Understand Me? Huh? "Yes Ma'am!" *laughing*
"Fire?" Cause It Nourishes; It Also Destroys If You Don't Respect It. That's How We Were Tonight
Gia
I'm Leaving! "Hey Gia Wait A Minute! Where Ya Going?" I'm In Charge And I'm Leaving!
Go See Young And Rubicam At Nine Forty-Five...(to) And Get Lost Honey. You Ain't What We're Looking For
I Ain't No Good At This; I Ain't No Good At This At All, But Even If You Are Good At It, What Exactly Are You Good At?
I Do Be The Pittiest, Pittiest Girl. I Do Be Dat
"Do You Have A Boyfriend?" Uh, No. Linda Has A Boyfriend! "Oh Yah?" Yeah "Oh That's Nice" I Have A Girlfriend "Oh Yeah That's Nice, Too, Though It's Not The Same Thing, Is It?"
"You're A Model, Aren't You?" Why? Do I Look Stupid?
There You Are Mr. Doodikins, Fresh From The Oven "Thank You Mrs. Doodikins" I Could Do This, You Know That? I Could Be A F***in' Housewife. I'd Be Very Happy
*crash* "F***! What The F***!?" *giagiggle* I, Like, Kick Spiderman's Ass! *crash*
Who Took My F***ing Knife? What Do I Look Like? A F***ing Terrorist? Is This Funny - What The F*** Is Wrong With You People? "Gia..." What The F***.. Get The F*** Away From Me! Get Away! Where's My Knife?
"How Straight Are You Now? I Mean... Are We Talking About Men?" Ah, You Don't Need A Husband To Have Kids *laugh*
Girl, Interrupted
Georgina Tuscan, Susanna Kaysen, Polly Clark, Cynthia Crowley, Congratulations "Thank You" Janet Webber... (Lisa Handing Out Files)
That Is Fucked Up, Daisy!
So She Gave Your Husband A Rim Job! Big F***ing Deal! I'm Sure He Was Begging For It And I Hear It Was Like A Pencil Anyways "Now You - How Dare You!" Hey, Some Advice, Okay. Just Don't Point Your Fucking Finger At Crazy People! *bark*
"Hello?" So What's Your Diagnonsense? "Who Is This?" What Do You Say To Momma And Poppa? What's Your Manner?
Hackers
Cocktail Parties...
Do You Speak English?
I Hope You Don't Screw Like You Type
I Don't Do Dates...
My Subway Defense System
"You Look Good In A Dress." You Would Have Looked Better
Hell's Kitchen
You're Dead, Johnny; You're As Dead As My Brother
Did You Just F*** My Mother? *silence* You're A Fuckin' Whore "Don't Overreact"
I Got Something I Gotta Tell You "Yeah, Shoot" I'm Pregnant, Johnny. I Took The Test Three Days Ago.. I Feel Alive Again
"Sorry About (A?), Man" Yeah? Sorry I Brought Him To The F***ing Robbery. Sorry We Did A F***ing Robbery
What, Are You Spying On Me? "Yeah, Maybe" You Gotta Kill Him For Me
Never Send A Boy To Do A Woman's Job
Playing By Heart
Until You F***ing Cheated On Me...
...All You Do Is Pet Her Twice A Day, Which Is A Hell Of A Lot More Than You've Been Doing To Me Lately
The F***ing Cat Is Mine!
Joan... This Isn't Anything...
...I Wouldn't Be Caught Dead On The Madonna Level
Don't What? Don't Cry? I Don't F***ing Cry. It's Something Of A Thing With Me
"Speaking Of Blanche..."(Keenan meets Blanche the cat)
"Aw Man, My Day Was So Bad. How Bad Was It You Might Ask... "I Might If I Had The Chance"
Look, Pal, And I Mean This Affectionately, Right? Scram!
And We Had Drinks One Night.. When I Used To Drink...
"I Can't Stop Thinking About You" to "I Have To.. I Have To Sit Down."
Playing God
..."Do You Trust Him?" No "Why Not?" Because He's Damaged
You Must Be Somebody Whose Always On The Lookout For A New Way To F*** Up "What Is It About Me That You Find So Objectionable?" Other Than The FAct That You're A Drug Addict And The Only Patients You Treat Are Criminals...?
"I'm Actually Kind Of Excited. You're The Only Patient I've Had In A While That Isn't A Sociopath" Well, I'm Not Snow White, Am I?
Well At Least You Used To Be Something Good. I Don't Know What I've Been.. So Now I'm Probably Going To Jail With A Pretty Little Hole In My Chest, Nicely Stitched Up
Pushing Tin
I'm Really Not As Big A Bitch As You Think I Am "I've Formed Absolutely No Opinion Of You"
...Is This The Biggest Glass You Got? "I Could Go Try To Find You A Bucket, If You'd Like"
I'm Way Too Sober For This
...What Are The Fewest Number Of Words You Can Use To Get Out That Door?
