Lucy:
I’m in love with your son.
Ox:
I know.
Lucy:
Not that one.
[points to Peter]
Lucy:
That one.
[points to Jack]

Lucy:
I’m in love with your son.
Ox:
I know.
Lucy:
Not that one.
[points to Peter]
Lucy:
That one.
[points to Jack]
Lindsay: Don't you believe there is someone for everyone?
Frank: Close. I believe that there is nobody for anyone.
Gin: I said this is called entrapment.
Mac: No, actually it's called blackmail. Entrapment is what cops do to thieves.
Robbie:
[singing]
I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad / Carry you around when your arthritis is bad / All I wanna do is grow old with you. / I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches / build you a fire if the furnace breaks / Oh it could be so nice, growin old with you. / I’ll miss you, kiss you, give you my coat when you are cold. / Need you, feed you, I’ll even let you hold the remote control. / So let me do the dishes in the kitchen sink / Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink. / Oh I could be the man to grow old with you. / I wanna grow old with you.
Sharon Rivers:
I don’t want to sound foolish, but remember love is what brought you here. And if you’ve trusted love this far, don’t panic now. Trust it all the way.
Aubrey:
What’s your name?
Fat Amy:
Fat Amy.
Aubrey:
You call yourself Fat Amy?
Fat Amy:
Yeah, so twig bitches like you don’t do it behind my back.
Kathleen Kelly:
[in an email to Joe Fox]
The odd thing about this form of communication is that you’re more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings.
Uncle Henry Skinner:
You’ll come to see that a man learns nothing from winning. The act of losing, however, can elicit great wisdom. Not least of which is, uh… how much more enjoyable it is to win. It’s inevitable to lose now and again. The trick is not to make a habit of it.
[last lines]
Ennis Del Mar:
Jack, I swear…
Benjamin Button: You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.