Rachel Wilcox
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Rachel Wilcox (Character)
from Georgia Rule (2007)

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Georgia Rule (2007)
Rachel: Hi, wanted to introduce myself. I'm Rachel Wilcox. Nice to meet you.
Grace Cunningham: Grace Cunningham.
Rachel: [turning to Grace's friends] Hi, girls. How you doing?
[turning back to Grace]
Rachel: Look I just drove over here to tell you that Harlan and I- we're just friends now. Nothing's going to happen again, I promise. Scout's honor. So you guys can go and do whatever it is you do- I dont' know- have your summer fun and tell June that we're apart, even if we're not apart 'cause nothing's gonna happen and whatever has happened has happened already- so that's the end of it.
Grace Cunningham: Fine. Now why don't you just go home and leave us all alone?
Rachel: Okay, see, I tried to be nice, but let me put this a different way because you're not really getting it right now. If you call me a name, if you throw something at me- ever again!- if I see you talking to Harlan, yelling at Harlan, having anything AT ALL to do with Harlan, I will find all of your boyfriends and I will fuck them stupid. Okay? Get it? Thanks guys.
[as she's walking away]
Rachel: Thanks for your time. Have a good summer!
Grace Cunningham: I am gonna pray for her.

Rachel: We can all survive Simon, you just don't have to look so damn sad doing it.

Harlan: You're a dangerous girl, aren't you?
Rachel: It depends on what you define as dangerous.
Harlan: Safer to get thrown from a horse.
Rachel: But you don't have to brush me or feed me after riding me.

Rachel: You tell Harlan Wilson that if he's looking for a little danger... I'd love a ride.

Simon: [to Harlan] Hey!
Rachel: ...is for horses, better for cows, and pigs don't eat it 'cause they don't know how.

Rachel: You don't have to brush me or feed me after riding me.

Harlan: You have to go with me to talk to June. I want to tell her in person.
Rachel: Tell her what?
Harlan: That we have to get married.
Rachel: What?
Harlan: It's the only way God will forgive us!
Rachel: Oh my God, Harlan, I gave you a blow job!
Harlan: [suddenly embarrassed] Um, thank you for breakfast, Miss Georgia. Rachel, I'll see you in the truck.
Rachel: [to her grandmother, exasperated] No good deed goes unpunished!

Rachel: Oh my God! You're hard! Dude, it was a fight! You don't pull a boner in a battle!

Rachel: You don't look evil.
Georgia: Make-up helps.

Simon: Do you need to call someone or are you a surprise?
Rachel: I would. My mother cut my phone service off. She's a gem.
[tosses phone out of car]

Rachel: Surprise. Saddling up your truck?
Harlan: Now I had it figured that you'd done away with Simon, buried his body and taken off for the city with his cash and car.
Rachel: And leave you alive?

Harlan: Just how disturbed are you?
Rachel: I prefer "unique."

Simon: I wasn't really going anywhere.
Rachel: That's where I'm going.
Simon: Where?
Rachel: Anywhere.
Simon: Well, I was going there alone.
Rachel: Well, now you're not. Consider yourself very lucky.
Simon: I would if you weren't here.
Rachel: Consider yourself stuck.

Simon: I don't like to talk.
Rachel: Perfect. I don't like to listen.

Lilly: You don't know where you're going.
Rachel: Yes, I do.
Lilly: You don't know where you are.
Rachel: Yes, I do. I'm in hell.

Rachel: You know, if you weren't such a nutcase, then we could've flown here like normal people and been done with this sh*t. You won, ok? You won. I'm out of your life.
Lilly: No one has won.
Rachel: I am out of your life. Now if you please, would you just get out of mine?
[bangs purse on car hood]

Rachel: This has nothing to do with him.
Simon: This has everything to do with him. He tried to take away all the things that would let you love me without being in my bed, like a friend or a father. This has everything to do with him. This is about knowing the difference between right and wrong, between the truth and a lie. He took that from you. And if you can't tell the difference, then you can't trust anyone. And if you can't trust, you can't love.
Rachel: What's it like to be so sure of yourself?

Rachel: Try and jerk me around, Grandma.
Georgia: Go fuck yourself.