BRIDGET JONES'S DIARY [2001]

All Women Keep Score... 

Only The Great Ones Put It In Writing

It is a truth universally acknowledged that 
when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces

[Bridget]

Resolution #1: Uggg - will obviously lose 20 lbs. 

#2: Always put last night's panties in the laundry basket. 

Equally important: will find nice sensible boyfriend and stop forming romantic attachments to any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, sexaholics, commitment-phobics, peeping toms, megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits, or perverts. 

Will especially stop fantasizing about a particular person who embodies all these things. 

[Bridget]

I've been going crazy. 
I can't stop thinking about you, and thinking about what an idiot I've been. 
Christ, is that blue soup? 

[Daniel Cleaver]

[Daniel Cleaver]: First, have some more wine, and then tell me the story about practicing French kissing with the art girls at school, because it's a very good story. 

[Bridget]: It wasn't French kissing. 

[Daniel Cleaver]: Don't care, make it up. That's an order, Jones. 

[Daniel Cleaver]: Come on Bridget, we belong together - you, me, poor little skirt. 

If I can't make it with you then I can't make it with anyone. 

[Bridget]: That's not a good enough offer for me. 

[Mark Darcy]: All right Cleaver, outside.

[Daniel Cleaver, half laughing]: I'm sorry? Outside? 

Should I bring my dueling pistols or my sword?

[Mark Darcy]: I like you, very much.

[Bridget]: Ah, apart from the smoking and the drinking, the vulgar mother and... ah, the verbal diarrhea.

[Mark Darcy]: No, I like you very much. Just as you are. 

[Bridget]: I owe you an apology about Daniel. 

He said you ran off with his fiancée and left him brokenhearted.

[Mark Darcy]: No, it was the other way around. My wife. My heart.

[Bridget]: I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it. 

Well, I meant it, but I was so stupid that I didn't mean what I meant... 

After all, it's only a diary. 

Everyone knows diaries are just... full of crap.

[Mark Darcy]: Yes, I know that. I was just buying you a new one.

[Mark Darcy]: Bridget!

[Bridget]: Mark... What are you doing here? 

[Mark Darcy]: I was just wondering if you were available for Bar Mitzvahs and Christenings in addition to Ruby Weddings.

[Bridget]: I thought you were in America. 

[Mark Darcy]: Well I was... but I realized I had forgotten something here. 

[Bridget]: Which was...? 

[Mark Darcy]: Well, I realized that I had forgotten to... kiss you goodbye, do you mind? 

[Bridget]: Umm... not really, no. So... does this mean you're 'not' going to America? 

[Mark Darcy]: No... not. 

[Bridget]: Does this mean you're staying here? 

[Mark Darcy]: It would seem so...

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