OB40mukEXQ6QZ1740xdjwF1LEQ4 Quote to Remember: PRETTY WOMAN [1990]

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Friday, December 2, 2011

PRETTY WOMAN [1990]

She Walked Off The Street,
Into His Life And Stole His Heart


Vivian: Don't you wanna to get outta here?
Kit: Get outta where? Where the fuck you wanna go?

Kit: Maybe we should get a pimp, you know. Carlos really digs you.
Vivian: And then he'll run our lives and take our money. No.
Kit: You're right. We say who, we say when, we say how much.

Vivian, pull out condoms from her boot: Pick one. I got red, I got green, I got yellow.
I'm out of purple, but I do have one gold circle coin left.
The condom of champions. The one and only. Nothing is gettin' through this sucker.
What d'you say?
Edward: A buffet of safety.
Vivian: I'm a safety girl.

Vivian: You don't sleep, you don't do drugs, you don't drink, you hardly eat.
What do you do, Edward? Cause I know you're not a lawyer.
Edward, smirking: That's right. I buy companies.
Vivian: What kind of companies?
Edward: I buy companies that are in financial difficulty.
Vivian: If they have problems, you must get 'em for a bargain, huh?
Edward: Well, the company I'm buying this week, I'm getting for the bargain price of about one billion.
Vivian, gulp: A billion dollars?
Edward: Yes.
Vivian: Wow. You must be really smart, huh? I only got through the 11th grade.
How far did you go in school?
Edward: I went all the way.

Phil, on the phone: Edward, I know a lot of nice girls.
Edward: No, you don't.
[watching Vivian singing in the tub]
Besides, I already have one.

Edward: Vivian, I have a business proposition for you.
Vivian: What do you want?
Edward: I'm gonna be in town until Sunday. I'd like you to spend the week with me.
Vivian: Really?
Edward: Yes. I'd like to hire you as an employee.
Would you consider spending the week with me? I will pay you to be at my beck and call.
Vivian: I'd love to be your 'beck and call girl', but you're a rich, good-lookin' guy.
You could get a million girls free.
Edward: I want a professional. I don't need any romantic hassles this week.
Vivian: If you're talkin' 24 hours a day, it's gonna cost you.
Edward: Oh, yes, of course. How much?
Vivian: 6 full nights, days too. 4,000.
Edward: 6 nights at 300 is 1,800.
Vivian: You want days too.
Edward: 2,000.
Vivian: 3,000.
Edward: Done.
Vivian: Holy shit!

Vivian: I would've stayed for 2,000.
Edward: I would've paid 4. I'll see you tonight.
Vivian: Baby, I'm gonna treat you so nice, you're never gonna wanna let me go.
Edward: 3,000 for 6 days. And Vivian, I will let you go.


Vivian: You're late.
Edward: You're stunning.
Vivian: You're forgiven.

Edward: The truth is, it really is totally irrelevant whether I like this man or not.
I will not let myself become emotionally involved in business.
Vivian: I know. 
Kit's always saying to me, 'Don't get emotional when you turn tricks.'
That's why no kissing. It's too personal.
It's like what you're saying; you stay numb, you don't get involved.
When I'm with a guy, I'm like a robot, I just do it. I mean... except with you.
Edward: Of course, not with me.
Edward: You and I are such similar creatures, Vivian. We both screw people for money.

Edward: Wake up, time to shop.
[handed her a credit card] If you have any trouble using this card, have them call the hotel.
Vivian, sigh at the card: More shopping.
Edward: I'm surprised you didn't buy more than one dress yesterday.
Vivian: Wasn't as much fun as I thought it was gonna be.
Edward: Why not?
Vivian: They were mean to me.
Edward: Mean to you?

Vivian: People are looking at me.
Edward: They're not looking at you, they're looking at me.
Vivian: The stores are not nice to people. I don't like it.
Edward: Stores are never nice to people, they're nice to credit cards.

Edward: I'm very sorry. I'm not happy with Stuckey at all for saying or doing that.
But he is my attorney. I've known him for 10 years.
He thought you were some kind of industrial spy. The guys' paranoid.
Vivian: Are you my pimp now? You think you can pass me around to your friends?
I'm not some little toy.
Edward: I know you're not my toy, Vivian.
I hate to point out the obvious, but you are, in fact, a hooker!
And you are my employee!
Vivian: You don't own me. I decide, okay? I say who, I say when, I say who...
Edward: I refuse to spend the next 3 days fighting with you.
I said I was sorry. I meant it! That's the end of it!
Vivian: I'm sorry I ever met you. I'm sorry I ever got into your stupid car!

I've never had anyone make me feel as cheap as you did today.
~Vivian Ward

I'm sorry.
I wasn't prepared to answer questions about us.
It was stupid and cruel.
I didn't meant it.
I don't want you to go.
~Edward Lewis

Vivian: First guy I ever loved was a total nothing. Second was worse.
My mom called me a bum magnet.
If there was a bum within a 50-mile radius, I was completely attracted to him.
That's how I ended up here. I followed bum number 3.
So here I was, no money, no friends, no bum.
Edward: And you chose this as your profession?
Vivian: I worked at a couple fast food places, parked cars at wrestling. And I couldn't make the rent.
I was too ashamed to go home.
That's when I met Kit. She was a hooker and made it sound so great.
So one day I did it. I cried the whole time.
But then I got some regulars and, you know...
It's not like anybody plans this, it's not your childhood dream.
Edward: You could be so much more.
Vivian: People put you down enough, you start to believe it.
Edward: I think you are a very bright, very special woman.
Vivian: The bad stuff is easier to believe. You ever notice that?


Edward: The fact that this will be our last night together, and you'll finally be rid of me.
Vivian: You've been pretty tough to take.
Edward: My business is almost over, so I'll be going back to New York.
I'd really like to see you again.
Vivian: You would?
Edward: Yes, I would, so I've arranged for you to have an apartment, to have a car,
a wide variety of stores guaranteed to suck up to you anytime you want to go shopping.
Everything's done.
Vivian: What else?
You gonna leave me some money by the bed when you pass through town?
Edward: Vivian, it really wouldn't be like that.
Vivian: How would it be?
Edward: For one thing, it would get you off the streets.
Vivian: That's just geography.

Edward: Vivian, what is it you want? What do you see happening between us?
Vivian: I don't know.
When I was a little girl, my mama used to lock me in the attic when I was bad, which was pretty often.
And I would pretend I was a princess trapped in a tower by a wicked queen.
And then suddenly this knight on a white horse with these colors flying would come charging up and draw his sword.
And I would wave.
And he would climb up the tower and rescue me.
But never in all the time that I had this dream did the knight say to me,
"Come on, baby, I'll put you up in a great condo."

Edward: This is all I'm capable of right now. It's a very big step for me.
Vivian: I know. It's a really good offer for a girl like me.
Edward: I've never treated you like a prostitute.
Vivian: You just did.

Phil: Come on, Edward! I gave you 10 years! I devoted my whole life to you!
Edward: That's bullshit. This is such bullshit!
It's the kill you love, not me!
I made you a very rich man, doing exactly what you loved!

Edward: Why are you leaving now?
Vivian: Edward, there'll always be some guy, even some friends of yours,
thinkin' he can treat me like Suckey, thinking that it's allowed.
What are you gonna do? You gonna beat up everybody?
Edward: That's not why you're leaving.
Vivian: You made me a really nice offer.
And a few months ago, no problem. 
But now everything is different, and you've changed that. And you can't change back.
I want more.
Edward: I know about wanting more. I invented the concept. The question is how much more?
Vivian: I want the fairy tale.
Edward: Impossible relationships. My special gift is impossible relationships.


Edward: Stay. Stay the night with me.
Not because I'm paying you, but because you want to.
Vivian: I can't.

I think you have a lot of special gifts.
~Vivian Ward

Vivian: We think you got a lot of potential, Kit De Luca.
Kit: You do? You think I got potential?
Vivian: Oh, yeah. Don't let anybody tell you different, okay?

It must be difficult to let go something so beautiful.
~Barney Thompson




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