"He likes his tea stirred anti-clockwise."
—Emma Peel, The Avengers (1960s)
"I love those hick shirts he wears with the boiled cuffs and the way he always has his vest buttoned wrong. Looks like a giraffe, and I love him. I love him because he's the kind of a guy that gets drunk on a glass of buttermilk, and I love the way he blushes right up over his ears. Love him because he doesn't know how to kiss, the jerk!"
—Katherine "Sugarpuss" O'Shea, Ball of Fire
Sheldon: She loves medieval literature. Chaucer's her favorite. Her eyes sparkle whenever she watches old French movies. I enjoy the way her fingers dance when she listens to harp music, as if she were playing along.
Bernadette: Wow. You really love her, don't you?
Sheldon: I do. Now let's find the kind of gift that makes her feel small and worthless.
Bernadette: Wow. You really love her, don't you?
Sheldon: I do. Now let's find the kind of gift that makes her feel small and worthless.
"Her eyes were green."
Danny: Yeah, tonight was really terrific. See a thing like that happen right under your eyes. Something you wanted for someone all their life.
Rusty: You haven't known me all my life.
Danny: Six months, then.
Rusty: Seven.
Danny: Seven, then.
Rusty: Seven months, three days, four hours, twenty-three minutes. It was Tuesday.
Rusty: You haven't known me all my life.
Danny: Six months, then.
Rusty: Seven.
Danny: Seven, then.
Rusty: Seven months, three days, four hours, twenty-three minutes. It was Tuesday.
"Call me obsessed, but I need to know your name,
Your age, your address, and where in the world you came from...
I wanna know all about your mom and your favorite song, ...
All the books you read and your favorite sweets..."
Your age, your address, and where in the world you came from...
I wanna know all about your mom and your favorite song, ...
All the books you read and your favorite sweets..."
—"Crazy Love" by Mindy Gledhill
"She looked down at her hands. "I see a child... in my arms. It's our child, yours and mine." She put a hand to her mouth. "How can I know every feature of you?"
—Chani, Dune
Honoré: We met at nine
Mamita: We met at eight
Honoré: I was on time
Mamita: No, you were late
Honoré: Ah, yes, I remember it well.
Honoré: We dined with friends
Mamita: We dined alone
Honoré: A tenor sang
Mamita: A baritone
Honoré: Ah, yes, I remember it well.
Mamita: We met at eight
Honoré: I was on time
Mamita: No, you were late
Honoré: Ah, yes, I remember it well.
Honoré: We dined with friends
Mamita: We dined alone
Honoré: A tenor sang
Mamita: A baritone
Honoré: Ah, yes, I remember it well.
—Gigi
Rita: What about me, Phil? Do you know me, too?
Phil: I know all about you. You like producing, but you hope for more than Channel 9 Pittsburgh.
Rita: Well, everyone knows that!
Phil: You like boats, but not the ocean. You go to a lake in the summer with your family up in the mountains. There's a long wooden dock and a boathouse with boards missing from the roof, and a place you used to crawl underneath to be alone. You're a sucker for French poetry and rhinestones. You're very generous. You're kind to strangers and children, and when you stand in the snow you look like an angel.
Phil: I know all about you. You like producing, but you hope for more than Channel 9 Pittsburgh.
Rita: Well, everyone knows that!
Phil: You like boats, but not the ocean. You go to a lake in the summer with your family up in the mountains. There's a long wooden dock and a boathouse with boards missing from the roof, and a place you used to crawl underneath to be alone. You're a sucker for French poetry and rhinestones. You're very generous. You're kind to strangers and children, and when you stand in the snow you look like an angel.
"You were swiping a Degas from a collection in Prague. I saw you. You saw me. I ran. You chased. Then, two years later, I caught up with you in Damascus. Caught you, I should say. You turned around introduced yourself. And that's when I met Sophie Devereaux. It'll be eight years next month."
—Nate, Leverage
Harry: Tell me, exactly how long it is that you've been working here?
Sarah: Two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, what... two hours?
Harry: And how long have you been in love with Karl, our enigmatic chief designer?
Sarah: Ahm, two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, an hour and thirty minutes.
Sarah: Two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, what... two hours?
Harry: And how long have you been in love with Karl, our enigmatic chief designer?
Sarah: Ahm, two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, an hour and thirty minutes.
Kirk: How long has it been?
Dr. Wallace: Six years, four months, and an odd number of days. You mean you don't know?
Dr. Wallace: Six years, four months, and an odd number of days. You mean you don't know?
—Star Trek: The Original Series, "The Deadly Years"
Homer: Marge! What's my blood type?
Marge: B Positive.
Homer: Aw, nuts, extremely rare blood and I don't have it...
Lisa: You know his blood type? How romantic!
Marge: A mother knows everything about her family.
Lisa: Oh yeah? What's my shoe size?
Marge: 4B.
Bart: How many teeth do I have?
Marge: 16 permanent, 8 baby.
Homer: Earmuffs.
Marge: XL.
Lisa: Rings?
Marge: I don't want you wearing rings. It looks cheap. But three.
Bart: Allergies.
Marge: Butterscotch and imitation butterscotch.
Bart: And...?
Marge: Glow-in-the-dark monster make-up.
Bart: Ooh, impressive.
Marge: B Positive.
Homer: Aw, nuts, extremely rare blood and I don't have it...
Lisa: You know his blood type? How romantic!
Marge: A mother knows everything about her family.
Lisa: Oh yeah? What's my shoe size?
Marge: 4B.
Bart: How many teeth do I have?
Marge: 16 permanent, 8 baby.
Homer: Earmuffs.
Marge: XL.
Lisa: Rings?
Marge: I don't want you wearing rings. It looks cheap. But three.
Bart: Allergies.
Marge: Butterscotch and imitation butterscotch.
Bart: And...?
Marge: Glow-in-the-dark monster make-up.
Bart: Ooh, impressive.
"Her name was Claire Bonner. Was I obsessed? Let's just say I know the exact number of times she blinks per minute."
—Hal, Snow Day
"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts."
—Harry, When Harry Met Sally...
"My wife was allergic to nutmeg. And when she sneezed, she always sneezed twice. My wife liked other people's dogs. My wife thought cardigans looked ridiculous. I loved all these things about her equally."
—Mark Scout, Severance
Mary: I'm sorry I said all those terrible things, but...everyone else I love is either in jail or getting out of jail or getting married or moving out and so...I figured why not you too. I mean, every time you look at me, I am crying. I'm not exactly the most enchanting woman in the world these days.
Burt: You are to me.
Mary: How can I be?
Burt: Because I love you.
Mary: I don't know why.
Burt: Oh...you, you don't know why? You? You blow your nose in instead of out. You pull all the covers over to your side when you sleep. You take food off my plate and you have never, ever, ironed one of my shirts correctly. And I think that that's all adorable. If I didn't love you, I would've divorced you by now. And that's how I know. I just love you.
Burt: You are to me.
Mary: How can I be?
Burt: Because I love you.
Mary: I don't know why.
Burt: Oh...you, you don't know why? You? You blow your nose in instead of out. You pull all the covers over to your side when you sleep. You take food off my plate and you have never, ever, ironed one of my shirts correctly. And I think that that's all adorable. If I didn't love you, I would've divorced you by now. And that's how I know. I just love you.
— Soap
