Melvin (Jack Nicholson): I’ve got this, what - ailment? My doctor, a shrink that I used to go to all the time, he says that in fifty or sixty percent of the cases, a pill really helps. I hate pills, very dangerous thing, pills. Hate. I’m using the word “hate” here, about pills. Hate. My compliment is, that night when you came over and told me that you would never… well, you were there, you know what you said. Well, my compliment to you is, the next morning, I started taking the pills.
**Carol (Helen Hunt): **I don’t quite get how that’s a compliment for me.
My apologies if this has been covered since - I’m sleepy.
Much earlier, when he’s still trying to save Bingham from a match with Jane.
The moment where he is in Bingham’s house, telling the women that Elizabeth Bennett has beautiful eyes while they’re saying how awful it was to have her in their company, so plain and common.
She isn’t present, he gains nothing by the statement but ridicule.
I know she pulled away in some scenes. Maybe she allowed the kiss during a different scene than the one I remember. It’s been a mighty long time since I’ve seen it.
Homer: I dunno what to tell you, Marge! I don’t think about things. I mean, I respect those who do, but… I just try and make the day not hurt until I can crawl back in with you.
Homer: “Maybe it’s the beer talking, Marge, but you’ve got a butt that won’t quit. They got these chewy pretzels here fflikhhfdakjdf…five dollars?! Get outta here!”
It’s not exactly what the OP wanted, it’s a father writing to his son about his love for the son’s mother, his wife, but it’s one of my favourites:
How soft her voice is. That there should be such a voice in all the world, and that I should be the one to hear it, seemed to me then and seems to be now an unfathomable grace.
And from later on, speaking about both son and wife, both of whom came to him very late in life:
I can tell you this, that if I’d married some rosy dame and she had given me ten children and they had each given me ten grandchildren, I’d leave them all, on Christmas Eve, on the coldest night of the world, and walk a thousand miles just for the sight of your face, your mother’s face.
-Gilead, Marilynne Robinson
On CSI: Crime Scene Investigation last year, where a couple were established as having sex with each other but neither had said “I love you” on-screen, they had this conversation during a case at a brothel:
“You never paid for sex?”
“I have not. I find the whole idea very … bleak.”
“Really? How come?”
“Sex should provide the opportunity for human connection, but paid sex does the opposite of that. To me, sex without love is…pointless. It makes you sad.”
“Well, I’m pretty sure I don’t make you sad.”
“No. You make me happy.”
(sex without love = sad) + (sex with you = happy) = (you = love) I adore geeks.
One of the “Lethal Weapon” movies. I think Lethal Weapon 2. The scene with the bomb in the bathroom.
They are about to pull a stunt that will either save Murtaugh’s life, or get them both killed.
Murtaugh starts to say something, but hesitates.
Riggs says, “Yeah. I know.”
In the second to last episode of Lost last season, Charlier makes a list of the five best memoriest he has of his “sorry excuse for a life”, which he is going to give to Claire, the girl he loves on the show. The last is “the day I met you”. He gives the list to someone to give to her, and then goes off to sacrifice himself so that she and the others can escape. The last time they see each other, her words to her are “stay safe.” They never utter the L-word or show much physical affection, but you can tell that by this point, they’re in love and he’s doing the selfless thing he knows he has to do to save her. It’s quite touching, even to someone like me who hasn’t liked his character for the most part.
It was awful. But it does start with “you must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” In fact, its one of the few bits of dialogue in Austen when one character functionally says “I love you” to another character. Mostly, Austen avoids it like the plague. You have the entirely of Sense and Sensibility with Elinor and Edward being madly in love with each other, but neither able (for propriety’s sake) to admit it - and in fact, even when the marriage comes about, Austen never presents the scene for us where Edward proposes - we are left to imagine it.
Darcy’s second proposal is actually someone less romantic in my mind - “my wishes and sentiments remain unchanged” isn’t exactly bowling me over with warmth and affection.
Actually I think Vasquez was quite convinced that Gorman really was an asshole but her last words recognised that he had finally got at least something right.
You died on a Saturday morning. And I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father’s bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin’ was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn’t. Little Forrest, he’s doing just fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth every day. Teaching him how to play ping-pong. He’s really good. We fish a lot. And every night, we read a book. He’s so smart, Jenny. You’d be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can’t read it. I’m not supposed to, so I’ll just leave it here for you. Jenny, I don’t know if Momma was right or if, if it’s Lieutenant Dan. I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we’re all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it’s both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there’s anything you need, I won’t be far away.
Well, but he hadn’t. He’d loyally come back for her and achieved nothing but to die with her, which didn’t help her one little bit and only harmed himself. So on the one hand she’s all :rolleyes: at him for screwing up one last time, and on the other she’s unspeakably grateful that he didn’t leave her to die horribly and alone. It’s probably the sweetest thing anyone’s done for Vasquez, and she appreciates it.
So in my mind what “You always were an asshole, Gorman” actually means is “That was goofy, but nice. Thank you” - and she has someone to hug while she thumbs the detonator on the grenade.
