Bridget Jones's Baby

— How are you?
— I'm fine.
— So am I.
— Well, goodbye.
— Goodbye.
— A glass of wine.
— A whiskey, please.
— Big, big glass.
— Double.

Sometimes you love a person because of all the reasons they're not like you. And sometimes you love a person just because they feel like home.

— Oh no, Bridget. Who's the father? It's not Mark is it? Oh, do say it is.
— There's at least a 50 percent chance.
— A 50 percent chance?
— Mark and this really nice American called Jack.
— Oh no, Bridget. An American? Did you have a three-way?

You don't really need them, you know. All they're good for is fitting car seats, and blaming things on, they really just get in the way after that.