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Paul Kirkwood (Character)
from Beautiful Girls (1996)

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Beautiful Girls (1996)
Paul: Supermodels are beautiful girls, Will. A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you've been drinking Jack and Coke all morning. She can make you feel high full of the single greatest commodity known to man - promise. Promise of a better day. Promise of a greater hope. Promise of a new tomorrow. This particular aura can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl. In her smile, in her soul, the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like it's going to be okay. The supermodels, Willy? That's all they are. Bottled promise. Scenes from a brand new day. Hope dancing in stiletto heels.

Paul: What kind of future can she have with this guy, he cuts meat.
Tommy: You plow snow.
Kev: Hey, at least meat you can eat.

Paul: See these guys? Pete, Rizzo and Sammy B? They work all day and drink all night for 40 fucking years. Two weeks out of the year, they take a vacation and go to the Cape. What do they do? They drink all day, they drink all night. If we don't step it up, we're gonna wind up just like them.
Kev: Cool.

Paul: So you're the little neighborhood Lolita.
Marty: So you're the alcoholic high school buddy shit for brains.

Paul: They're all sisters. It's one big conspiracy. Trust me.

Paul: A beautiful girl is all-powerful and that's as good as love. That's as good as love.

Kev: It's a trend in diamonds. Champagne. It's a nice stone.
Willie Conway: Yeah, no, I heard about this. It's a new trend in the diamond trade, they're trying to create a new market.
Tommy: Oh, right, right. yeah. They were callin' 'em "piss", but they weren't moving any units. What's with you, man?
Paul Kirkwood: What?
Tommy: Well, how much you pay for this brown rock?
Paul Kirkwood: What difference does it make?
Tommy: Diamonds are supposed to be colorless! You go out and buy a colored diamond for a girl you're not even seeing, man, you must be eating retard sandwiches again.

Paul: I don't care, man. If she can cut her own food, she's fair game.

Paul: Did you hear that Andera went back to Chicago? She was supposed to stay through the reunion. She just up and left. What did you say to her in that ice shack, Will?
Willie Conway: I told you, we just talked.
Paul: You told her things, didn't you?
Willie Conway: What things?
Paul: You let her behind the curtain, didn't you?
Willie Conway: Maybe she missed her boyfriend.
Paul: You let her behind the curtain, I know you did. You never let them behind the curtain Will. You never let them see the little old man behind the curtain working the levers of the great and powerful OZ. They are all sisters Willie... they aren't allowed back there... they mustn't see.
Willie Conway: Tell me the truth. You stay up nights thinking about this shit?
Paul: You say it like it's a bad thing.

Jan: [after Paul's spontaneous marriage proposal] This is the desperate act of a desperate man; only when faced with losing me do you decide you want to spend the rest of your life with me.
Paul: So, what's wrong with that? I didn't like the alternative. I mean that's how one usually comes to a decision anyway, right?
Jan: Wrong again, Paul. One comes to a decision based on what one wants, not based on what one *doesn't* want. Got it?

Paul: Willie C.! What's up bad boy!
Willie Conway: Paulie!
Paul: You remember Elle MacPherson?
Willie Conway: Hey Elle! How you doing?
Paul: Jan's banging some meat cutter.

Paul: Willie, my friend, she is delightful.
Willie Conway: "Delightful"? Who are you, Rex Harrison?
Paul: Seriously, what is your major malfunction? I mean, she's smart, she's funny, she's got a great ass, a nice rack as far as I can tell?
Willie Conway: Nice rack.
Paul: She's charming, she's rich, she's got a *great ass*.
Willie Conway: Yeah, you mentioned that.

Paul: [holds out ring box after proposing] Jan...
Jan: Paul...
Paul: [taps her shoulder with ring box] Jan!
Jan: [pushes his shoulder back] Paul!
Paul: Take the fuckin' ring!
Jan: Oh, that's romantic.

Jan: I don't appreciate you burying my driveway every time it snows like some drooling, obsessed lunatic.
Paul: OK, that's fair.