It's not that I don't like visitors. I like visitors as much as the next Hobbit. But I do like to know them before they come visiting.

— I'm Osgood Fielding the Third.
— I'm Cinderella the Second.

— I'm Jack Dawson.
— Rose DeWitt Bukater.
— I'll have to get you to write that one down.

— My given name is Benjamin Buford Blue. People call me Bubba. Just like one of them old redneck boys. Can you believe that?
— My name's Forrest Gump. People call me Forrest Gump.

I'm Clementine. Can I borrow a piece of your chicken? And you picked it out of my plate before I could answer and it felt so intimate like we were already lovers.

— The first time we met, what was your first thought?
— You tell me.
— I thought... I thought you looked like Christmas morning. I don't know how else to say it. <...> So how about it, Jane? Hmm?
— I thought... I thought that you were the most beautiful mark I'd ever seen.

— How do you know Arsey Darcy?
— Apparently, I used to run around naked in his paddling pool.
— I bet you did, you dirty bitch.
— What about you?
— Same.

— Stark!
— You know me?
— You're not the only one cursed with knowledge.
— My only curse is you.

— You don't remember me, do you? We met at the party the other day.
— Were you the Pac-Man guy?
— No. Not even. That was some total ass. I was the other guy.

— 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.