While You Were Sleeping (1995)

Saul: So, do you have any family?
Lucy: My mom died when I was really little and a couple of years ago my dad got sick so we moved from Indiana so he could go to research hospital.
Saul: Research. Another word for very expensive.
Lucy: Yeah, I had to quit school and I started working for the CTA and about a year ago he decided he had had enough research and he passed away.

Lucy: You give up your seat every day in the train.
Peter: Well... But that's not heroic.
Lucy: It is to the person who sits in it.

Lucy: If you fit into my pants I will kill myself.

Jack: Maybe if we angle it a little.
Lucy: I think it's wedged.
Jack: Why don't you step back, I'm gonna try an old trick.
Lucy: What's the trick?
Jack: Push it really hard.
Lucy: Ok, push.
Jack: I did.

Jack: When did you start seeing Peter?
Lucy: September 17th.
Jack: Three months, that's fast.
Lucy: You have no idea.

Lucy: The truth was that I fell in love with you.
Ox Callahan: You fell in love with me?
Lucy: No, N-o, yes. All of you. I went from being all alone to being a fiancee, a daughter a granddaughter, a sister and a friend.

Jack: I guess I don't remember meeting you.
Lucy: Well, that's probably because we've never met.
Jack: That could have something to do with it.

Elsie: I could never make a good pot roast.
Saul: You need good beef. Argentina has great beef: beef, and Nazis.

Joe Jr: Hey Pop. Can I give that bottle of Blue Nun you got from Cousin Ornello to my probation officer?

Saul: I couldn't love you any more if you were my own son. But the fact of the matter is, you're... well you're a putz.
Peter: Is there a point to this?

Jack: You suck.
Peter: I suck, or the outfit sucks?
Jack: It's a toss-up.

Jack: Tell me about your dad, what was he like?
Lucy: He was a lot like me, brown hair, flat chest.

Lucy: Doesn't anybody use a phone anymore?
Joe Jr.: I do.
Lucy: I'm not talking about 900 numbers.
Joe Jr.: Who told?

Priest: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to.
Lucy: I object.
Saul: Oh, geez.
Priest: I didn't get to that part yet.
Jack: I would have to object too.
Priest: What about you?
Peter: I'm thinking.

Mr. Fusco: "Nature of claim: Christmas tree through window." How am I gonna put that on my insurance claim? They're still pissed about the fire we had when Joe Jr. barbecued in the stairwell.
Lucy: I missed that.
Mr. Fusco: Great sausage.
Lucy: Listen, I'll pay for this.
Mr. Fusco: Don't worry about it, my brother Giuli's in the glass business.

Ox Callahan: Jesus Christ, Jack, you're running the business.
Jack: That's something I'd like to talk to you about.
Midge Callaghan: Talk about that later ok?
Mary Callaghan: Talk about it now, he can't kill you in church.

Ashley: Peter Callahan is engaged to me. I object to this wedding.
Priest: Get in line.
Ashley's husband: And I object to your objection.
Mary Callaghan: Who's that?
Peter: Ashley's husband.
Midge Callaghan: You proposed to a married woman?
Peter: Yes. And I'm in a coma when my brother makes a play for my - sort of my fiancée.

Lucy: You don't have to walk me home.
Jack: No, you block the wind.

Peter: Remember the squirrels?
Jack: Don't even say it.
Peter: First I knocked them out of their nest with a rock.
Jack: Peter.
Peter: Then I saved them.

Joe Jr.: O.K., Lucy, it's either me or him.
Lucy: Him.
Joe Jr.: You don't have to answer right away.