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Simon Bishop:
Thank you, Melvin. You overwhelm me.

Simon Bishop:
I love you.

Melvin Udall:
I tell you, buddy... I'd be the luckiest man alive if that did it for me.

Skipper:
Marlene, don't bring all your sappy emotions into this. This is love!

Sky:
[talking about Sam, Bill, and Harry] You invited these guys and you didn't tell me?

Sophie:
No, I thought you would... try to stop me. I *know* I messed up...

Sky:
Sophie... is that what this whole big white wedding is about? You finding your dad?

Sophie:
No, no!

Sky:
I wanted to take a boat to the mainland with a couple of witnesses, and you *insisted* on this sodding circus so you could play happy families.

Sophie:
It's about knowing who I am and... and I wanted to get married knowing who I am!

Sky:
That doesn't come from finding your father. That comes from finding yourself, and... The irony is, I was travelling to find *myself*, and... I put everything on hold, for you. Because I loved you, and I wanted what you wanted. Now I don't know.

Sophie:
You don't know if you love me.

Sky:
Of course I *love* you. I just wish you'd told me!

Slavoj Zizek:
All too often, when we love somebody, we don't accept him or her as what the person effectively is. We accept him or her insofar as this person fits the co-ordinates of our fantasy. We misidentify, wrongly identify him or her, which is why, when we discover that we were wrong, love can quickly turn into violence. There is nothing more dangerous, more lethal for the loved person than to be loved, as it were, for not what he or she is, but for fitting the ideal.

So how does it happen, great love? Nobody knows… but what I can tell you is that it happens in the blink of an eye. One moment you're enjoying your life, and the next you're wondering how you ever lived without them.

Hitch:
Look, you will. Just give it time.

Albert:
That's just it. I don't want to. I mean, I've waited my whole life to feel this miserable. I mean, and if this is the only way I can stay connected with her, then… well, this is who I have to be.

Sonja:
To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy, one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down.

Sonny Weaver Jr.:
God damn it, I love this job.

Sookie Stackhouse:
[to Lorena before she stakes her] You wouldn't know love if it kicked you in the fangs!

Sophie:
I don't care if you slept with hundreds of men. You're my mom, and I love you so much.

Donna:
[hugging her] Oh, Soph!

Donna:
[to the congregation] And I haven't slept with *hundreds* of men.

Sparks:
Okay, the crew is not gonna take this, Skip. It's like, remember the Caine Mutiny?

Captain Murphy:
Caine Mutiny? I love Michael Caine. "Goodnight you princes of SeaLab, you kings of the ocean. People are always asking me, 'Whats it all about, Alfred?'"

Spike:
I love a woman who can kick my ass.

SpongeBob SquarePants:
[SpongeBob and Patrick are selling chocolate] Remember, Patrick. Flatter the customer. Make him feel good. [knocks on door]

Customer:
Hello?

Patrick:
I love you.

SpongeBob SquarePants:
[throwing a tantrum] I DON'T WANT TO GROW UP! I WANT COOKIES! AND MILKY! I WANT A SWEATER WITH LOVE IN THE STITCHES! I WANT TO WEAR DIADIES! I WANT TO RIDE IN MY WAGON! I WANT TO CUDDLE-WUDDLE WITH MR. STUFFYKINS! I WANT TO ROCKY-ROCK IN MY SEAHORSEY! AND I WANT KISSY-KISSY ON MY BOO-BOO! [throws himself down on his grandma's floor and sobs]

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
You are no longer black, or brown, or yellow, or red. You are now Green! You are light green or dark green! Do you understand?

Recruits:
Sir, yes, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Swofford.

Swofford:
Sir, yes, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
You the maggot whose father served in Vietnam?

Swofford:
Sir, yes, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Outstanding! Did he have the balls to die there?

Swofford:
Sir, no, sir.

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Too f***ing bad! Did he ever talk about it?

Swofford:
Sir, only once, sir.

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Good! then he wasn't lying! Are you eyeballing me with those baby blues? Are you?!

Swofford:
Sir, no, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Are you in love with me, Swofford?

Swofford:
Sir, no, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Oh, you don't think I look good in my uniform, Swofford?

Swofford:
Sir, the Drill Instructor looks fabulous in his uniform, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Oh, so you're gay then. You love me, huh?

Swofford:
Sir, I'm not gay, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Do you have a girlfriend, Swofford?

Swofford:
Sir, yes, sir!

Staff Sergeant Fitch:
Guess again, motherf***er! Jody's banging her right now. Get on your face and give me 25 for every time she gets f***ed this month. Down on your face!

Swofford:
It was shortly after meeting drill instructor Fitch that I realized that joining the Marine Corps might have been a bad decision.

Stainer:
I love Kirky, but let's face it, the guy's a five.

Devon:
Stainer, that's just a dirty pool. He's at least a six.

Stainer:
A six? Alright you go ahead and pump rainbows into his asshole. I'm just being honest.

Jack:
Come on, cut him some slack. Look. Half a point because he's a nice guy. Right? And he's funny, so that's half a point each. That brings him to six. Devon's right.

Stainer:
But he drives a shitbox, deduct a point. Take a point off.

Kirk:
Wait, what's wrong with my Neon?

Stainer:
Oh, I don't know. Except the people who make that car don't even like it. So, we're back to a five.

Jack:
Five.

Stainer:
Meanwhile, this Molly, is a hard ten. And that five point disparity, that's a chasm. Chasm? Chasm. You can't jump more than two points.

Kirk:
Where do you get this shit?

Stainer:
Trust me, Kirk. I can't even get a ten.

Jack:
[chuckles] Oh, not even you, huh?

Stainer:
I'm a six, okay?

Jack:
Bullshit, you're a six. Then what am I?

Stainer:
You're an eight.

Jack:
Okay, you're a six then.

Stainer:
But I get a one point bump because I'm in a band.

Kirk:
Stainer, you're in a Hall and Oates cover band. I'm pretty sure that's a deducation.

Stainer:
Adult Education is a tribute band. So that puts me back at seven. On a good day, the best I can bag is a nine.

Kirk:
What about your crappy car?

Stainer:
Artist's exemption. I'm expected to have a shitty car.

Jack:
Is there an artist exemption for talking out your ass?

Stainer:
Yeah, it's called being a rock star, Jack! Look it up in the dictionary. It's there. It's right next to "f*** you"!

Devon:
I think this system's ridiculous. All right? If someone really loves you, then you are a ten.

Jack:
My God. What are you, Hannah Montana? Because nothing you are saying right now is of any help to Kirk.

Starfire:
There are two wolves fighting in each man's heart. One is Love, the other is Hate.

Ghost:
Which one wins?

Starfire:
The one you feed the most.

[they kiss]

Stefan Salvatore:
Elena is... Elena's warm. And she's... she's kind and she's caring and she's selfless... and it's real. And... honestly, when I'm around her... I completely forget what I am.

Lexi:
Oh my God! You're in love with her.

Stefan Salvatore:
Yeah. Yeah, I am.

Stefan Salvatore:
You know, I liked you better when you hated everybody.

Damon Salvatore:
Oh I still do, I just love that they love me.

Steve McGarrett:
Yeah, I love cats. Who doesn't love cats? They're awesome. They're like little adorable ninjas. They're smart. They're fast. And they're cute and cuddly at the same time.

Sun Bak:
This is what life is. Fear, rage, desire... love. To stop feeling emotions, to stop wanting to feel them, is to feel death.

Kala Rasal:
What would you suggest I do?

Sun Bak:
I take everything I'm feeling, everything that matters to me... I push all of it into my fist, and I fight for it.

Super Hans:
You want the knack, Mark? With women?

Mark Corrigan:
Well... yes, I suppose I do.

Super Hans:
Want the knack? Get smack.

Mark Corrigan:
Smack?

Super Hans:
Get smacked out of it, then you'll get the ladies.

Mark Corrigan:
Really?

Super Hans:
Maybe.

Mark Corrigan:
Right. I'm not sure I...

Super Hans:
I just love smack. I'm probably not the right man to ask.

Susan Lowenstein:
Just admit it. You love her more.

Tom Wingo:
No. Not more, Lowenstein. Only longer.

Susan:
Love! You don't love anybody! Me or anybody else! You want to be loved - that's all you want! I'm Charles Foster Kane. Whatever you want - just name it and it's yours! Only love me! Don't expect me to love you

Swiss Toni:
Putting up a tent is very much like making love to a beautiful woman. Unzip the door, put up your pole, and slip into the old bag.