“Elizabeth: [to Polly] I’m not afraid of you! Fred: Finally, the magic words!”Tagged: Magic words, Afraid
“Elizabeth: Go away. Fred: Go away? Why do you want me to go away? Fine! Say the magic words and I’ll piss off. Elizabeth: Piss off! Fred: Ha! I lied—those weren’t the magic words. Polly: What did you say? Fred: She told you to piss off.”Tagged: Piss Off, Magic words, Go Away
“Fred: Boo! Elizabeth: Ahhh! Fred: Hello, Snotface! Yuck! What happened to you? Look at you. You’re all older. You’re even uglier. Uch. I’m sorry. I’m gonna have to be sick all over you immediately. Lie down. [Pushes Elizabeth down on the bed] Fred: Hang on. Where’s all the dolls? Elizabeth:…”Tagged: when they say the title in the movie, Anthropomorphism, Snotface, Dolls, Jemima
“Fred: [sitting inside the refrigerator...about Charles] Snotface, he’s the wrong man for you. Elizabeth: I don’t want to hear it. Fred: You’re not happy. [Elizabeth closes the fridge door] Elizabeth: Yes, I am. Fred: [crawling from underneath a counter] Well, if you’re so happy, then why I am still…”Tagged: Pills, grinding pepper, Happy
“Charles: Does this Fred play rough? Elizabeth: Only with me. Charles: Jesus.”Tagged: Playing Rough, rough sex, jesus
“Fred: Well, why don’t we harpoon Charles straight through the head, drag him back to the apartment, and hit him with a hammer until he agrees to come back? Elizabeth: Harpoon him through the head. That won’t work, Fred. Fred: Why not? How many times have you tried it?”Tagged: harpoon, Head, trepanation, Hammer
“Fred: Well, why don’t we harpoon Charles straight through the head, drag him back to the apartment, and hit him with a hammer until he agrees to come back? Elizabeth: Harpoon him through the head. That won’t work, Fred. Fred: Why not? How many times have you tried it?”Tagged: harpoon, Head, trepanation, Hammer
“Fred: I can’t believe we left the party so soon. And there was so much wine to spit around the place. Elizabeth: I got upset. Fred: ‘I got upset.’ God, you’re so stupid. You never leave a party ‘til the very very end. Elizabeth: Oh, really? Fred: Yeah, really. Elizabeth: Well, what about Cinderella?…”Tagged: ugly, puke, party, Wine