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Quotes for
Samuel Faulkner (Character)
from Nine Months (1995)

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Nine Months (1995)
Samuel Faulkner: Are you sure?
Rebecca Taylor: I'm ten days late.
Samuel Faulkner: And there's no way you could have had it and just not noticed?

Rebecca Taylor: Sam! My water broke!
Samuel Faulkner: Well, we'll get you another one!

Dr. Kosevich: I've got it! Nurse, call the Anesthesiologist, this woman needs an enema!
Samuel, Rebecca, Nurse: An enema?
Dr. Kosevich: No, uh, she needs a pedicure!
Nurse: This ain't no goddam beauty parlor!
Dr. Kosevich: Epitath!
Samuel Faulkner: She's not dead, you moron!
Dr. Kosevich: Epidermus... Uh...
Rebecca Taylor: Epidural, asshole!

Marty: I'm not gonna buy your damn video!
Arnie: But the kids will love it...
Marty: My kids will hate it because they think your show sucks!
Arnie: [after a long pause] Oh.
Samuel Faulkner: Thanks anyway.
Arnie: Oh sure, no hard feelings okay?
Marty: Alright.
[He and Samuel walk away]
Arnie: Ah ya cheap shit.

Samuel Faulkner: Can't you give her something for the pain?
Dr. Kosevich: You don't want natural child birth?
Samuel Faulkner: No!
Dr. Kosevich: Okay, uh... You want Anastasia? Drugs, yes? Okay, valium.
Samuel Faulkner: Valium is no good for her.
Dr. Kosevich: No, for me.
Samuel Faulkner: NO!

Truman: Are you alright, Man?
Samuel Faulkner: Yes, I'm fine. I was just listening to what you were saying. Um, could you repeat it so I could get it down?
Truman: You're an asshole, and my dad's a bastard!

Samuel Faulkner: Think, you Commie bastard!
Dr. Kosevich: Shut up, you limey prick!

Samuel Faulkner: [Lost a tennis game] Fuck! Shit! Shit!
Sean: Sam...?
Samuel Faulkner: FUCK!
Sean: Okay, no more today. What happened to that British etiquette?

Truman: My dad's an asshole.
Samuel Faulkner: Okay. Good. Um, is that something you can maybe elaborate on for me a little?
Truman: Okay. My dad's a giant asshole.

Rebecca Taylor: [after 2 months of abstinence, she finally feels good enough to make love again. But, after a mad dash to their room and settled in bed... ] I don't think we should make love until we talk to the doctor.
Samuel Faulkner: [tremendously disappointed] Please?
Rebecca Taylor: We don't know what could happen, hon.
Rebecca Taylor: But you know what? I bet if we wait a while, we can feel the baby move again.
Samuel Faulkner: [trying hard to be brave] Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. That would be just as much fun.

Samuel Faulkner: I'm so sorry, I was a disgrace, I know now what a bastard I was, I was completely selfish and you had absolutely every right to walk out on me, but I want you to reconsider,
[shows her a ring]
Samuel Faulkner: will you marry me? Rebecca, be my wife.