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[who will get the last brownie?
] Anna Scott
: Wait, what about me? Max
: Sorry, you think *you* deserve the brownie? Anna Scott
: Well a shot at it at least huh? William
: Well, you'll have to fight me for it, this is a very good brownie. Anna Scott
: I've been on a diet every day since I was nineteen, which basically means I've been hungry for a decade. I've had a series of not nice boyfriends, one of whom hit me. Ah, and every time I get my heart broken, the newspapers splash it about as though it's entertainment. And it's taken two rather painful operations to get me looking like this. Honey
: Really? Anna Scott
: Really. And, one day not long from now, my looks will go, they will discover I can't act and I will become some sad middle-aged woman who looks a bit like someone who was famous for a while. Max
: [long pause
] Nah, nice try gorgeous, but you don't fool anyone. William
: Pathetic effort to hog the brownie.
: Oh God, this is one of those key moments in life, when it's possible you can be really, genuinely cool - and I'm failing 100%. I absolutely and totally and utterly adore you and I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world and more importantly I genuinely believe and have believed for some time now that we can be best friends. What do YOU think?
: William just turned down Anna Scott. Spike
: You daft prick.
: Which way are you going? Max
: Down Kensington Church Street, then Knightsbridge, then Hyde Park Corner. Bella
: No, crazy, crazy. Go along Bayswater. Honey
: That's right. Then Park Lane. Bernie
: No, straight down to the Cromwell Road, then left. Max
: [they continue arguing about the best routes to the Ritz, Max finally has enough and screeches to a halt
] Stop right there! I will decide the route. All right? William
: Sorry Max. Honey
: Sorry Max. Max
: James Bond never has to put up with this sort of shit.
: Hi Marty. Ooh! Sexy cardi!