Amanda: You know, I was just thinking why would I ever leave before New Year's Eve? That makes no sense at all. I mean, you didn't exactly ask me out... but you did say you loved me... so I'm thinking I've got a date. If you'll have me.
Graham: I have the girls New Year's Eve.
Amanda: Sounds perfect.
Arthur Abbott: Iris, in the movies, we have leading ladies and we have the best friend. You, I can tell, are a leading lady, but for some reason, you're behaving like the best friend.
Iris: Arthur, I've been going to a therapist for three years and she's never explained anything to me that well. That was brilliant. Brutal, but brilliant.
Iris: You're supposed to be the leading lady in your own life, for God's sake.
Miles: Iris, if you were a melody... I used only the good notes.
Graham: Call me old fashioned but one doesn't have sex with women who are unconscious.
Graham: I have the classic male problem of no follow through. Absolutely never remember to call after a date - but as this wasn't a date, I guess I'm off the hook.
Graham: Well, I cry all the time.
Amanda: You do not.
Graham: Yeah I do. More than any woman you've ever met.
Amanda: You don't have to be this nice.
Graham: It happens to be the truth.
Graham: A good book, a great film, a birthday card, I weep.
Amanda: Shut up.
Graham: I'm a major weeper.
Iris: I have found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said, "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought.
Graham: I have a cow and I sew. How's that for "hard to relate to"?
Amanda: I'm not going to fall in love with you, I promise.
Graham: Okay. Nicely put. Thank you.
Amanda: No, it's just that I know myself. I'm not sure I even fall in love. Not like the way other people do. How's that for something to admit?
Graham: Well, like I said, Most Interesting Girl Award.
Amanda: I'm gonna try to see that as a compliment.
Graham: You should. Absolutely.
Miles: Well, hello big dollop.
Miles: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kiss you twice and then linger on the second one.
Miles: Okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kiss you twice... and then linger a long time on the second kiss.
Iris: Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time she does something that tells you she's no good, you ignore it. And every time she comes through and suprises you, she wins you over, and you lose that argument with yourself, that she's not for you.
Miles: Exactly, and on top of that there's the old standby, I can't believe a girl like that would actually be with a guy like me.
Miles: It's Christmas Eve and we are going to go celebrate being young and being alive.
Hannah: My god, I've just noticed how pathetic you are.
Iris: Really? I'm so aware of it.