Jane:
I never do anything like this.
Kevin:
I know.
Jane:
You do?
Kevin:
Yes, you kept repeating that over and over last night - I never do anything like this... I *never* do anything like this... I never do *anything* like this...
Kevin:
[
in Jane's apartment, with her showing off her dresses as she pulls out a loud-looking Gone With The Wind dress] What is that?
Jane:
[
holding the dress up to herself] Theme wedding!
Kevin:
What was the theme? Humiliation?
Kevin:
What color is that - vomit?
Kevin:
What about you? You don't have any needs?
Jane:
No. I'm Jesus.
Jane:
Can you please find somebody else to be creepy with?
Kevin:
Jane, can I have $50?
Jane:
No.
Kevin:
Jane, can I have $50?
Jane:
No.
Kevin:
[
takes hand lovingly] Jane, I REALLY need $50, can i have the $50?
Jane:
[
hesitant] ... No?
Kevin:
[
laughing] See? That was good!
[
grabs Jane's drink]
Kevin:
Jane, can I have your drink?
Jane:
Sure.
Jane:
Oh yeah, I'm a real good caulker.
Kevin:
[
into recorder] Likes caulk.
Kevin:
You'd rather focus on other people's Kodak moments than make memories of your own!
Kevin:
Wait, what are those?
Jane:
Nothing.
Kevin:
Are those?
Jane:
NO.
Kevin:
Are they bridesmaid dresses?
Jane:
This is none of your business!
Kevin:
Ohhh... good God. What, you kept them all? You have a whole closet full, why?
Jane:
I have a lot of friends and I like to keep them.
Kevin:
Right. Well, that makes complete sense because they're... beautiful.
Jane:
Some of them are not that bad.
Kevin:
Not that bad? I'd like to see one of them that's not that bad.
Tess:
You won't share that information with me about him. You wouldn't hurt a fly. Besides, I'm your sister.
Jane:
That was yesterday. Today you're just the bitch who broke my heart and cut up my mother's wedding dress.
Kevin:
Love is patient, love is kind, love is slowly going out of your mind
Jane's Aunt:
Must be so hard to watch your younger sister get married before you.
Jane:
Yes. Then I remember that I still get to have hot hate sex with random strangers and I feel SO much better!
Jane:
You would rather hang out with Italian models than come with me to my *awesome* work party?
Jane:
I feel like I just found out my favorite love song was written about a sandwich.
Jane:
[
after passing out] Are you a doctor?
Kevin:
No, but Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Drunk were bugging me.
Casey:
[
she and Jane are in mutual friend's wedding. Casey's hair is a mess] What? Don't look at me like that! The bitch said "Up" so it's up!
Jane:
I think you should just admit that you're a big softy. That this whole cynical thing is just an act so that you can seem wounded, and mysterious, and sexy.
Kevin:
[
pause] . Woah, woah, woah. What was the last one?
Jane:
What?
Kevin:
Did you say sexy?
Jane:
What?
Kevin:
Do you think I'm sexy?
Jane:
No.
Kevin:
Its OK if you do.
Jane:
I don't.
Kevin:
You kinda look like a shiny mermaid.
Jane:
Wanna go find the ugliest stuff in the store and register Tess for it?
Kevin:
Let's do it.
Casey:
[
after Jane turns down a drink offer from George] He asks if you want a drink. You smile and say, 'Vodka soda.' If you already have a drink, you down it. Then there's some flirting, some interoffice sex, an accidental pregnancy, a shot gun wedding, and a life of bliss. How many times do we have to go over this?
Kevin:
[
after singing Benny and the Jets; relating back to earlier conversation] I cried like a baby at the Kheller wedding.
Jane:
God, Casey, can't you keep it in your pants for one wedding?
Casey:
Are you kidding? The only reason to wear this monstrous dress is that so some drunken groomsman can rip it to shreds with his teeth.
Jane:
How refreshing! I man who doesn't believe in marriage.
Kevin:
I'm just trying to point out the hypocrisy of the spectacle.
Jane:
Oh! That's so noble of you. Do you also go around telling small children that Santa Claus doesn't exist? 'Cause someone needs to blow that ship wide open.
Kevin:
Ah ha! So you admit that believe in marriage is kind of like believing in Santa Claus!
Casey:
Hey -- do you wanna come over to my place before the party? Some of the guys from shipping are coming and they're bringing tequila and bubble wrap.
Jane:
You got them champagne glasses and a bottle of crystal.
George:
Any way she's actually gonna believe it actually came from me?
Jane:
Maybe. Wrapped it like a car ran over it.
George:
Nice touch.
Casey:
What good is it being appreciated if no one is naked?
Casey:
Who was that and where can I get one?
Jane:
You write the most beautiful things. Do you actually believe in love and marriage and just pretend to be a cynic or are you actually a cynic who knows how to spin romantic crap for girls like me?
Kevin:
I didn't follow that at all, but I think the second one, the spinning crap one.
Casey:
Ooh, you clean up good. I might even be into you.
Casey:
If it was the right thing to do, you'd feel better right now.
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