Sliding Doors

Gerry, I'm a woman. We don't say what we want. But we reserve the right to be pissed off if we don't get it. That's what makes us so fascinating.

— Helen, I swear... I'll do anything you want, Helen.
— Will you? In that case, I want you to stand up... walk over to the door... open it... walk through it... then close it behind you.

— I kissed you.
— Yeah, yeah, I spotted that too. You weren't gonna do that.
— Um, hmm... would you mind, um... just putting that down to a momentary lapse of, um, concentration?

— Are you okay?
— Just going quietly mad.
— Thank God for that. I was worried.

I just thought of a great finish for your book! The End!

Okay, I'll go... I'll go. I was getting a bit choked up with all the testosterone flying about the place. Best I get out before I start growing a penis.

There's loads of them... having some kind of sponsored epileptic fit.

Our three... three main weapons are fear, surprise and a ruthless efficiency.