Rita Hanson

— It's a perfect day. You couldn't have planned a day like this.
— Well, you can. It just takes an awful lot of work.

— It's amazing. It's beautiful. How did you do that?
— I know your face so well, I could have done it with my eyes closed.

— What are you looking for? Who's your perfect guy?
— Well, first of all, he's too humble to know he's perfect.
— That's me.
— He's intelligent, supportive, funny...
— Intelligent, supportive, funny. Me, me, me.
— He's romantic and courageous.
— Me also.
— He's got a good body but he doesn't have to look in the mirror every two minutes.
— I have a great body, and sometimes I go months without looking.
— He's kind, sensitive and gentle. He's not afraid to cry in front of me.
— This is a man we're talking about, right?
— He likes animals, children, and he'll change poopy diapers.
— Does he have to use the word «poopy»?
— Oh, and he plays an instrument, and he loves his mother.
— I am really close on this one. Really, really close.

— Something is different.
— Good or bad?
— Anything different is good. But this could be real good.

— Don't you worry about cholesterol, lung cancer, love handles?
— I don't worry about anything anymore.

— So, did you sleep okay without me? You tossed and turned, didn't you?
— You're incredible.
— Who told you?

The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.

— You know, I think this is one of the traits of a really good producer. Keep the talent happy.
— Anything I can do.
— Would you help me with my pelvic tilt?
— Within reason.