My Sassy Girl

Once in your life if you are very lucky, you will meet the person who divides it... into the time before you met her and the time after.

— OK, all right. On the reasons-to — stop-seeing-her side, we have One, on-going physical danger. Two, high likelihood of a broken heart. Three, uh, career sabotage. Four, she is clinically insane. Five, she seems to enjoy my pain. Six... 14-piece match set of Louis Vuitton emotional baggage. Seven, I haven't even kissed her yet for god's sake! Uh, 5, 6, 7... Eight, she's ruining my life.
— And the reasons to keep seeing her?
— I'm in love with her.

If we never see each other again, and you're out walking one day and you feel a certain presence beside you... that will be me... loving you... wherever I am.

Sometimes, you start relationships and sometimes they start you.

— You're intrigued by this girl?
— No, no, I'm not. Who would be intrigued by a hot, mysterious, passionate, possibly bi-polar, violent, drunken, arrogant, rude... woman?
— There are people.

Do we live in the physical world that we can touch, or do we live in the world we create in our minds?

The only man I will ever envy is the man who wins your heart, and I will always believe it was my destiny to be that man. If we never see each other again, and you're out walking one day and you feel a certain presence beside you... that will be me... loving you... wherever I am.

Destiny is the bridge you build to the one you love.

— How did you two meet each other?
— Well, it depends on who you believe. Either I got drunk and passed out in the subway platform, or he drugged me.

— You know, it is possible for two people to have a relationship without sleeping together.
— Yes, and they have a word for that. Friendship.

— I change my mind. I'm not gonna kill them. I'm gonna kill myself.
— You know, I heard when you fire a bullet into your head, your entire skull explodes. You know, as opposed to this sort of little, red bullet-hole thing you see in the movies.

— So tonight, at lights out, grabbed my weapon, and I came to kill them, Rufus included. But they weren't home. I have the worse luck.
— I'm sorry. Had we known, we would've gone to Six Flags.

— Hey! Hey! Was a crazy guy with a machine gun part of the program?
— No.

Well, maybe people shouldn't always get what they want!

— Drop your weapon!
— I will not! You drop your weapons!