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[Motto for her cosmetology class
] Joy Miller
: Flashy, not trashy.
: Put on your sunblock because it's rays today, raisins tomorrow.
: In our country we can marry who we want. I decided on John Kennedy Jr., and while he's in denial, I'll travel.
[Trying to talk Pochenko into shaving
] Joy Miller
: OK, a lot of great men had mustaches. Hitler, Franco... Boris Pochenko
: Einstein! Joy Miller
: Oh, and that's who you wanna look like?
: It's control-top pantyhose. Holds you in like a stuffed sausage.
: I thought you teach science! Joy Miller
: TEACH it? I didn't even PASS it!
: Could I possibly get a blanket without a head?
: Who are you and what did you do with the little Nazi kid?
: I don't know where anything is in this kitchen Joy Miller
: Oh come on, I can find food in Ghandi's house, are you kidding me?
: Oh honey, talk to the hand, the ears ain't listening!
[Pochenko gestures to hit Katrina
] Joy Miller
: What are you doing? Boris Pochenko
: You do not understand Joy Miller
: Oh no? You have the temper of an eight year old, your own children are scared to DEATH of you! And you hit girls! Tell me when I'm getting warm! Boris Pochenko
: This whole thing is none of your business! Joy Miller
: You know maybe you're right. Because even if you can't see that doing the right thing even when you have nothing to gain, is what makes you... a mench, and decent, and civilized! I can't have anything to do with you Boris Pochenko
: They boy will remain in prison, it's none of your business Joy Miller
: You know everyone is right about you... you are a beast...
: It's like Paris 50 years ago. Judy Miller
: There were Nazis in Paris 50 years ago.
: Now, about this business at the factory... Joy Miller
: Oh you know what there's no need to apologize, I know that you were cranky 'cause you didn't have your lunch. You could be hyperglycemic, you should carry a piece of cheese with you.
: Do I not intimidate you at all? Joy Miller
: Is one of your sideburns longer than the other?
: I know where we are. Joy Miller
: Well, where are we? Boris Pochenko
: We're in the woods. Joy Miller
: I knew it. Why can't you just ask one of them for directions? Boris Pochenko
: NO! Joy Miller
: Please! Asking for directions is not the first step to a two-party system.
: This is a special place. Was it special for someone else too? Boris Pochenko
: It's where I slaughtered my first cow. Joy Miller
: Huh? Boris Pochenko
: I was ten. My father told me I could eat only what I killed myself. All I had was two sticks and a butter knife, but I learned to be a man that day. Joy Miller
: Oh, what a sweet story.
: Come on, we can make our own sandwich. Boris Pochenko
: I don't know where anything is in this kitchen. Joy Miller
: Oh come on, I can find food at Ghandi's house. What're you kidding me? Boris Pochenko
: You should try running a country for a day. It's not all making war and smashing dissidents, you know. It's hard work. Joy Miller
: I'm sure it is. Boris Pochenko
: Where is some... Joy Miller
: What? Boris Pochenko
: Mayonnaise? Joy Miller
: We finished it. Boris Pochenko
[gives her a look
] Joy Miller
: Hmmm? Boris Pochenko
: You're lying. Joy Miller
: It's all gone. Boris Pochenko
: Where is it? Joy Miller
: I had to scrape for this. Boris Pochenko
: Give it me! Joy Miller
: Oh all right, I'll give it you, give it you. Here you go. Boris Pochenko
: Hah. Hah-hah, heh-heh-heh, heh, heh, heh, heh. Joy Miller
: I just hope you realize you're entering those dangerous heart attack years.
: [Outside Joy's parents house
] Before you throw me out, I have three things to say. One; I released the boy from prison. Two; I'm holding free elections in the Spring. Three... Well I can't think of something else. Joy Miller
: One and two are plenty!