— Do you absolutely despise me?
— No. I despise myself.
— Why?
— For allowing myself to love you once.
— Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?
— Can I say something even crazier? Yes!
— Well?
— Well what?
— Mary, the last time I saw you, you threw me out for saying I loved you. Now you've whistled and I'm here, but I don't know why.
If looks could kill you would be a fucking shot gun.
— I'm sick, and I'm in love.
— You seem the sort of person who confuses the two.
Jim: — Do you believe in love at first sight?
Amanda: — At first sight? It's too easy. I believe in taking a deeper look.
If I said I was madly in love with you you'd know I was lying.
— King Eric of Sweden, Majesty.
— Not again.
— Still madly in love with you.
— Still mad, you mean.