A Woman in Law School

I love this movie. It was also mentioned here. Strange since I worked on this post prior to reading hers. Maybe we're on the same wavelength or something. I love Watts and her snippy lines. What happened to movies these days? Why do I find myself watching so many 80s flicks?




Watts: It must be a drag to be a slave to the male sex drive.
Keith: It's not just sex.
Watts: Oh, you want to start a book club with her?

Watts: You break his heart, I break your face.

Laura: (Keith's sister) This is not true. It can't be. This has got to be the most hilarious rumor ever floated. Right?
Cindy: (Keith's other sister) What are you talking about?
Laura: Last night, I hear everybody talking about how Keith has asked this girl out.
Cindy: No way.
Laura: Check it out. This girl is popular, she's beautiful... and obviously in the middle of some emotional shootout to consent to date the human tater tot. What did you do to her, Keith? Threaten her life?
Keith: I just asked her out.
Laura: Well, her boyfriend's a man, for Christ's sake.
Carol: (Keith's mom) Hey, hey, hey.
Laura: He's extensively easy on the eyes, he's a total buck, and you're-- you're... Keith.
Carol: Is she nice?
Laura: Mother, the girl *is* sex.
Cindy: For God's sake, I'm eating!
Cliff:(Keith's dad) Glad you got time to think about the girls. Between the girls and your art kick, you have no time for anything important. You'll be dead and buried before you get off your butt and apply to a college.
Laura: Ease up, Dad. Any fool can get into a college. Only a precious few may say the same about Amanda Jones. Am I wrong?

Amanda Jones: I'd rather be with someone for the wrong reasons then alone for the right.

Duncan: [walking into Hardy's party] It must be a hen house, because all I see is chicken shit.

Guy buying stolen stuff: I tell you what, I'll give you 1,500 for everything.
Don: 1,500? Come on, man. This stuff holds a lot of sentimental value.
Guy buying stolen stuff: To who?
Don: To the poeple I stole it from.
Guy buying stolen stuff: I don't care about them. 1,500.

Drillbit Taylor: I'm Drillbit Taylor... US Army ranger, black-ops operative, decorated marksman, improvised weapons expert.
Wade: Are you still in the military?
Drillbit Taylor: I was discharged - unauthorized heroism.

"What, you to much of a man to give another man an asspat?"

Dude...where was this guy when I took H.S. history?

I watch movies. In fact, it's all I watch since we don't have cable or get digital reception due to proximity to the mountains. And now, once a week dear readers, you'll be getting a sample of movie quotes from films I've recently watched. Let's call them Movie Moments, or MoMo for short. So go grab some popcorn, or tomatoes, or whatever.

This week's pic is High Fidelity.

Barry: [performing at the record release party] Rob, thank you for that kind introduction. We're no longer called Sonic Death Monkey. We're on the verge of becoming Kathleen Turner Overdrive, but just for tonight, we are Barry Jive and his Uptown Five.

Rob: I get by because of the people who make a special effort to shop here - mostly young men - who spend all their time looking for deleted Smith singles and original, not rereleased - underlined - Frank Zappa albums. Fetish properties are not unlike porn. I'd feel guilty taking their money, if I wasn't... well... kinda one of them.

Rob: The making of a great compilation tape, like breaking up, is hard to do and takes ages longer than it might seem. You gotta kick off with a killer, to grab attention. Then you got to take it up a notch, but you don't wanna blow your wad, so then you got to cool it off a notch. There are a lot of rules. Anyway... I've started to make a tape... in my head... for Laura. Full of stuff she likes. Full of stuff that make her happy. For the first time I can sort of see how that is done.

Barry: Rob, I'm telling you this for your own good, that's the worst fuckin' sweater I've ever seen, that's a Cosby sweater.
[Imitating Cosby]
Barry: A Cosssssssby sweater. Did Laura let you leave the house like that?

And this beauty of a conversation: