Without Love

Jamie Rowan:
[after Pat shows her the equipment in the basement] Jiminy Cricket!

Pat Jamieson:
Say, where do you live?

Quentin Ladd:
No, no, no. No, a home is where the heart is, and a man's best friend is his mother. But not tonight, my friend. Not tonight, because you don't know my mother.

Quentin Ladd:
Nobody lives in this house.

Pat Jamieson:
It's gonna hear the patter of four little feet tonight.

Quentin Ladd:
Four? I can stand up.

Pat Jamieson:
Are you sure nobody lives here?

Quentin Ladd:
My cousin Jamie lives here. But nobody lives here now. Comprendez-vous?

Pat Jamieson:
Compre - ? Oh, yeah. Oui, oui, oui monsieur

Quentin Ladd:
What is that, free French?

Quentin Ladd:
Jaime? She writes. She writes horseback.

Jamie Rowan:
You never want love in your life again and I never want it in mine. But our reasons are as different as the sun is from the moon. You don't want it because you've had all the worst of it. I don't want it because I've had all the best.

Jamie Rowan:
I nearly did Pat.

Pat Jamieson:
Nearly did what?

Jamie Rowan:
Fall.

Pat Jamieson:
For Paul? Ridiculous.

Jamie Rowan:
I know but it's true.

Pat Jamieson:
Ah, nonsense. You're not the falling type. You're like the Tower of Pisa. You may have certain leanings but you always remain upright.

Jamie Rowan:
Books are more important than pajamas.