[to Mama Regatti in the produce section of the market] How about you come back to my place and I'll show you my man-size cannelloni?
— Mark Steven Johnson, Grandpa Gustafson, Burgess Meredith, imdb.com
[to Mama Regatti in the produce section of the market] How about you come back to my place and I'll show you my man-size cannelloni?
— Mark Steven Johnson, Grandpa Gustafson, Burgess Meredith, imdb.com
Mama Ragetti: We could have retired in Hawaii. Grandpa Gustafson: I have been to Hawaii. Mama Ragetti: Oh yeah? Which island? Grandpa Gustafson: Come-on-I-wanna-lay-ya. Mama Ragetti: I find you disgusting. Grandpa Gustafson: Well, just as long as you find me.
— Mark Steven Johnson, Grandpa Gustafson, Burgess Meredith, imdb.com
I'm the squirrel and you're my nut. Winter is coming and I'm gonna store you in my cheek girl.
— David Iserson, Rebecca Addelman, Schmidt, Max Greenfield, imdb.com
Tom Harris: What part of heaven did you fly down from? Jeannie Biladeau: Oh boy. Mister Harris, I read some of your books and I only hope you're more original in person.
Hello! I don't know why but I have the sudden urge to put my mouth on your mouth.
Must be hard with your sense of direction—never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.
— Sera Gamble, Raelle Tucker, Andrea Barr, Amy Acker, imdb.com
I want to fill a museum with every smile you've ever made.
I once told a woman that I don't eat cake 'cause it goes right to my thighs.
Girl, are you the secant of angle Z? Cuz you sure are sec(z)
nominate, v.: In the middle of the night, with adamant, sleep-deprived logic, I decide the one thing I'd bring to a desert island is you.
The sound of the waves and your voice Shining more than the stars Are your deep and black eyes Your heart resembles the mid-afternoon sun
I love you, what star do you live on?
Falling so madly in love with you is a tragedy. Nothing in my world will ever seem so beautiful again.
I want you to make a list of all of your favorite things, and I want to be on it.
Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.
Your hand is like a holy place that my hand is unworthy to visit.
You outshine other women like a white dove in the middle of a flock of crows.
Did my heart ever love anyone before this moment? My eyes were liars, then, because I never saw true beauty before tonight.
So you've got a match, congrats, now don't go blow it with some cheesy pick up line you think will break the ice. It won't. It will make you seem like a hopeless creep from the early '90s.
Are you into magic? Because abraca-damnnn!