Playing by Heart (1998)

Joan: I feed the fucking thing. I take her to the vet, all you do is pet her twice a day... which is a hell of a lot more than you've been doing to me lately.

Joan: Talking about love is like dancing about architecture.

Keenan: My mind has an endless capacity for useless information.

Joan: When was having sex or not having sex not a problem?

Max: Some girls like you to say things like that to them.
Joan: Some girls like you to take a dump on them. I'm neither one of those girls.

Joan: I want to get rid of you as much as I want to get rid of that crap from Ikea.

Keenan: What did I ever do to deserve you?
Joan: Usually that line is screamed at me by someone running out the door, not by someone standing in front of me and staying. It makes for a nice change.

Meredith: I have a hard time trusting men.
Trent: I'm not men. I'm not a group. I'm just me.

Joan: You don't say much, do you?
Keenan: Does anyone when they're with you?

Joan: The lad doesn't say much and when he does, he finds just the right words to crush my soul.

Keenan: You're terrific, sensational really, but I'm not right for you.

Keenan: That's the ugliest cat I've ever seen.
Joan: She's an angel.
Keenan: She only has one eye.
Joan: Yeah, but it's her good one.

Paul: Well if I have to wear a tux, she has to wear a bra.

Joan: Hugh designs video games.
Keenan: Any I'd know?
Hugh: Uh..."Killer Golf" That was the last.
Keenan: Oh, man. That game was awesome! You have a hell of an imagination.
Joan: Hey, you owe me a dance.
Keenan: Just one?
Joan: No.

Lana: I may be a fabulous looking broad, but I got a penis. This ain't no disco and I don't want no "Crying Game" drama.

Meredith: I'll tell you what I don't want. I don't want all this calculated artificiality. This dress, these stupid little bows in my hair, they aren't me. I mean, look at you. You - you don't sit around your house in an Armani suit, do you?
Trent: No. My house is black-tie.

Hugh: I'm better at all these lies I've manufactured than I am at the ones I'm living.

Meredith: Wow.
Trent: Yeah I know, the flowers are a little much, but I'm late. But only because I had second thoughts about the flowers and threw them away halfway down the block. Then had third thoughts and went back and got them.

Hannah: And you really didn't sleep with her?
Paul: No, of course not.
Hannah: And - you didn't want to sleep with her.
Paul: Oh, God, yes.

Paul: You're overwrought.
Hannah: I'm perfectly wrought. Given the circumstances, I'm even a little underwrought.
Paul: There's no such word.
Hannah: There is now.