Susan Orlean: Can I ask you a personal question?
John Laroche: Look, we're not lost.
Susan Orlean: Aww, I wish I were an ant. Awww, they're so shiny.
John Laroche: You're shinier than any ant darlin'.
Susan Orlean: That's the sweetest thing anybody has ever said to me.
John Laroche: Welp, I like ya', that's why.
John Laroche: Who's gonna play me?
Susan Orlean: Well, I've gotta write the book first, John. Then, you know, they get somebody to write the screenplay.
John Laroche: Hey, I think I should play me.
Susan Orlean: I suppose I do have one unembarrassed passion. I want to know what it feels like to care about something passionately.
Susan Orlean: There are too many ideas and things and people. Too many directions to go. I was starting to believe the reason it matters to care passionately about something, is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size.
Susan Orlean: It's over. Everything's over. I did everything wrong. I want my life back. I want it back before everything got fucked up. I want to be a baby again. I want to be new. I want to be NEW.
John Laroche: Then one morning, I woke up and said, "Fuck fish." I renounce fish, I will never set foot in that ocean again. That's how much "fuck fish." That was 17 years ago and I have never stuck so much as a toe in that ocean. And I love the ocean.
Susan Orlean: But why?
John Laroche: Done with fish.
Susan Orlean: You FAT piece of shit. He's dead.
Charlie Kaufman: Shut up.
Susan Orlean: You loser. You've ruined my life, you FAT fuck.
Charlie Kaufman: Fuck you lady. You're just a lonely, old, desperate, pathetic drug addict.
Barbara Weston: It's the pills talking.
Violet Weston: Pills can't talk!
Violet Weston: I'm a drug addict. I love drug.
Jacob Ryan: That's juts a bunch of sentimental bullshit.
Carolyn Ryan: Wait, sentimental bullshit.
Jacob Ryan: Yeah everyone's parents say that.
Carolyn Ryan: Oh really, and do everyone's parent destroy evidence and lie... to the police?
Madeline Ashton: Ernest! You pushed me down the stairs.
Madeline Ashton: Wrinkled, wrinkled little star... hope they never see the scars.
Madeline Ashton: Ernest... my ass! I can see MY ASS.
Madeline Ashton: Oh, for Christ's sake, at least lie quickly.
Dakota: I'm trying to.
Miranda Priestly: What about Testino? Where are we on that?
Nigel: Zac Posen's doing some very sculptural suits. So I suggested that, uh, Testino shoot them at the Noguchi Garden.
Miranda Priestly: Perfect. Thank God somebody came to work today.
Andy Sachs: What if I don't want this?
Miranda Priestly: Oh, don't be silly - everyone wants this. Everyone wants to be us.
Miranda Priestly: I need 10 or 15 skirts from Calvin Klein.
Andy Sachs: What kind of skirts?
Miranda Priestly: ...please bore someone else with your... questions.
Miranda Priestly: ...You have no sense of fashion.
Andy Sachs: I think that depends on.
Miranda Priestly: No, no, that wasn't a question.
Miranda Priestly: By all means move at a glacial pace. You know how that thrills me.
Join the mailing list
Separate from membership, this is to get updates about mistakes in recent releases. Addresses are not passed on to any third party, and are used solely for direct communication from this site. You can unsubscribe at any time.
Check out the mistake & trivia books, on Kindle and in paperback.