Edward Cullen: And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.
Isabella Swan: What a stupid lamb.
Edward Cullen: What a sick, masochistic lion.
Bella: I know what you are. You're impossibly fast. And strong. Your skin is pale white and, ice cold.
Isabella Swan: You've got to give me some answers.
Edward Cullen: I'd rather hear your theories.
Isabella Swan: I have considered radioactive spiders and kryptonite.
Edward Cullen: That's all superhero stuff, right? What if I'm not the hero? What if I'm... The bad guy?
Isabella Swan: How old are you?
Edward Cullen: Seventeen.
Isabella Swan: How long have you been seventeen?
Edward Cullen: ...a while.
Edward Cullen: What did you expect? Coffins and dungeons and moats?
Isabella Swan: No, not the moats.
Edward Cullen: Aren't you afraid?
Isabella Swan: I'm only afraid of losing you.
Edward Cullen: You see, every person smells different, has a different essence. If you locked an alcoholic in a room full of stale beer, he'd gladly drink it. But he could resist, if he wished to, if he was a recovering alcoholic. Now let's say you placed in that room a glass of hundred-year-old brandy... How do you think he would fare then?
Edward Cullen: Maybe that's not the right comparison. Maybe it would be to easy to turn down brandy. Perhaps I should make our alcoholic a herion addict instead.
Isabella Swan: So what you're saying is, I'm your brand of heroin?
Edward Cullen: Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.
Bella Swan: You have to accept this for what it is.
Edward Cullen: Because you've given me no choice.
Charlie Swan: You're ready?
Bella Swan: Yeah. Just don't let me fall, Dad.
Charlie Swan: Never.
Rosalie Hale: I'm not offended by your choice of groom.
Bella Swan: Just my blatant lack of respect for mortality.
Rosalie Hale: Essentially.
Jacob Black: You look terrible.
Bella Swan: Yeah, it's nice to see you too.
Jacob Black: Don't do that.
Bella Swan: What?
Jacob Black: Smile like I'm your favorite person on the world.
Bella Swan: You're one of them. It feels complete when you're here, Jake.
Bella Swan: I know it's impossible, but I think I'm pregnant.
Bella Swan: You nicknamed my daughter after the Loch Ness Monster?
Bella Swan: Should I come back?
Jacob Black: I need some time, but I'll always be waiting.
Bella Swan: Until my heart stops beating.
Jacob Black: Maybe even then.
Bella Swan: You don't know what you're getting yourself into.
Bella Swan: Rosalie, I don't understand what I did to make you hate me so much...
Rosalie Hale: I don't hate you. I don't particularly like you but, Bella I envy you.
Bella Swan: What? That's ridiculous.
Rosalie Hale: No its not. You have a choice. I didn't. None of us did. But you do and, you're choosing wrong.
Bella Swan: It's my birthday, can I ask for something? Kiss me.
