The Sweetest Thing

Christina:
Don't go looking for Mr. Right. Look for Mr. Right Now. And eventually, if he's worthy, then one day that "now" part is just going to drop away.. naturally. You know.

Christina:
And what if Jane is the girl of your dreams, and you'll never know.

Peter:
That is the sweetest thing. I never thought I'd meet the girl of my dreams by having somebody grab me in a bar and say, "Hey, you, man, I have good woman for you. She is very hot and sweet. She is there. Jane, you dance for the man!"

Christina:
If I'm bah-jiggity about this guy Peter, it's only because you're telling me I am.

Courtney:
Oh, my God.

Christina:
What?

Courtney:
You've named the puppy.

Gramps:
Should have poked her in the whiskers when you had the chance.

Roger:
What's that, Gramps?

Gramps:
I met this hot young dish at the World's Fair back in 1940. Every moment with her was like a slice of heaven.

Peter:
I bet you really miss Grandma, huh?

Gramps:
Ah, f*** Grandma.

Christina:
I'm such an idiot.

Courtney:
No, you're not.

Christina:
I meet a guy for two minutes and I'm chasing after him like he's something special.

Courtney:
Well, maybe you want someone special for once, you know? Maybe you were thinkin' that you were tired of the game.

Christina:
You tired of the game?

Courtney:
Yep.

Peter:
I'd be careful with those fat-free chips. They cause anal leakage.

Roger:
You cause anal leakage.

Christina:
I did come to your wedding because I wanted to see you again. Because the feeling is mutual, and you'd better be a really good kisser. [Christina and Peter kiss.] Wow. That was weak.

Peter:
Weak?

Christina:
It's okay. You can try again.