Jin: What's your name? Mei: Mei Jin: Mei? Jin: Every girl here is named after a flower. Why is yours so plain? Mei: I don't want to compete with those others girls. The flowers here can hardly be called flowers. Real flowers bloom in the wilderness.
Walter Burns: You've got the brain of a pancake. This isn't just a story you're covering - it's a revolution. This is the greatest yarn in journalism since Livingstone discovered Stanley. Hildy Johnson: It's the other way around. Walter Burns: Oh, we...
Girl: How come you don't play during daytime? I see you here everyday. Guy: During the daytime people would want to hear songs that they know, just songs that they recognize. I play these song at night or I wouldn't make any money. People wouldn't li...
General Hummel: Hey, girls? You havin' a good time? Little Girl: Yeah. General Hummel: Will you do something for me? It's really - It's really important. I need you to tell your teacher that you need to get back on the boat and go home right now.
I think British men build up the idea of us French girls having some magic extra sex appeal so much, they lose their heads. I can't really understand the whole thing - but it makes me laugh. It's such a cliche to think all French girls are well dress...
[last lines] Ash: [voiceover] Sure, I could have stayed in the past. I could have even been king. But in my own way, I *am* king. [Ash grabs girl close] Ash: Hail to the king, baby. [Ash kisses the girl]
I was lucky I always got along with girls. It was never like a big deal. I had a lot of girls that I was friends with that I wasn't sexual with. I think having two older sisters made me comfortable like that. I just like people, so I can just go up a...
Bad boys do get the girls.
Girls know when they're attractive.
I'm not a girl anymore.
I'm a real home girl.
I'm an average, everyday girl.
I was at the birth of my two girls.
The first perk of theater is the girls.
I'm the original take-orders girl.
I am not the kind of girl who can trust a theory based on one person.
Art-school girls are very nice.
Purple lipstick? Naw, that looks stupid on all girls!
I'm not a beautiful prom-girl type.
And when life's sweet fable ends, Soul and body part like friends; No quarrels, murmurs, no delay; A kiss, a sigh, and so away.
I spent many a charming evening talking and playing with Albertine, but none so sweet as when I was watching her sleep.
