Igby Goes Down (2002)

Sookie: My parents were two very idealistic, incredibly bright, narcissists. I was like their vanity project.

Sookie: He's your brother, you act like you hate him.
Igby: I do. I do hate him. He's totally hateable. Evil niblet fuck.

D.H. Banes: Mimi. GET OFF THE maid.

Russell: Anne Frank. Anne Frank. The soldiers are gone. Come out and play.

Igby: Fuckwit.

Igby: You know just because you're dying, I'm not going to apologize. Not for anything that I've ever done.

Mimi: I take it you know that D.H. is your father?
Igby: No.
Mimi: Then I'm really glad I told you.

Sookie: Why aren't you in school now?
Igby: Sheer ingenuity.
Sookie: You're funny.

Igby: I'm drowning in assholes.

Sookie: Do you hate my guts?
Igby: For like a month I did. Now you're not even in my top five.

Jason Slocumb: You see it, Igby? I feel this great, great pressure coming down on me. It's constantly coming down on me. It's crushing me.

Igby: It's ironic that the first time in my life that I feel remotely affectionate for her, is when she's dead.
Oliver: You beat up her corpse.
Igby: I know, but after that.

Bunny: Igby, I could just eat you with a spoon.
Igby: Don't.

Igby: She's a dancer who doesn't dance and her friend is a painter who doesn't paint. It's kind of a Boho version of the Island of the Lost Toys.

Sookie: What kind of name is 'Igby'?
Igby: The kind of name that someone named 'Sookie' is in no position to question.

Hockey Player: My ball, cunt-face.

Sookie: You have a huge crush on me, don't you?
Igby: Fuck off.

Igby: How many Vassar professors and intellectual theologians beget nymphomaniacal, pseudo-Bohemian JAPs?
Sookie: I am not a JAP.

Oliver: So we started calling him Igby whenever he lied. And he lied a lot.

Sookie: Dimebag... well that got your attention.
Igby: Pavlov's pothead... I hear the sound of a bong clink and my eyes begin to water.
Sookie: That's funny.