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Post by The Idyllic Idealist on Oct 22, 2008 18:05:49 GMT -5
Here's some of my favourites:
Vianne Rocher: And these are for your husband. Unrefined cacao nips from Guatemala, to awaken the passions. Yvette Marceau: Psshh. You've obviously never met my husband. Vianne Rocher: Well, you've obviously never tried these.
Yvette Marceau: Do you have more of those bean thingies, please? Vianne Rocher: Oh, sure. Um... How many do you want? Yvette Marceau: How many have you got?
Roux: I'll come 'round sometime and get that squeak out of your door.
Josephine: You don't misbehave here. It's just not done, did you know that? If you don't go to confession, if you don't... dig your flowerbeds, or if you don't pretend, if you don't pretend... that you want nothing more in your life than to serve your husband three meals a day, and give him children, and vacuum under his smeep, then... then you're... then you're crazy.
Armande Voizin: Sure you didn't put booze in that? Vianne Rocher: Something better. Armande Voizin: Perhaps you should give it to my daughter. Melt that chilly disposition of hers.
Vianne Rocher: What do you see? Armande Voizin: Not a smeeped thing. Vianne Rocher: Come on, it's a game. What do you see? Armande Voizin: I see a cranky old woman too tired to play games. Vianne Rocher: Oh. I've got just the thing for you
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