Truly Madly Deeply (1990)
Nina: I love you.
Jamie: I love you.
Nina: I really love you.
Jamie: I really, truly love you.
Nina: I really, truly, madly love you.
Jamie: I really, truly, madly, deeply love you.
Nina: I really, truly, madly, deeply, passionately love you.
Jamie: I really, truly, madly, deeply, passionately, remarkably love you.
Nina: I really, truly, madly, deeply, passionately, remarkably, umm... deliciously love you.
Jamie: I really, truly, madly, passionately, remarkably, deliciously... juicily love you.
Nina: Deeply! Deeply! You passed on deeply, which was your word, which means you couldn't have meant it! So you're a fraud, that's it!
[Jaime playfully pushes Nina away, then pulls her back towards him]
Nina: You're probably a figment of my imagination...
[Both laugh and make faces]
Nina: You're dead and you're still into party politics?
Jamie: I blame the government.
Jamie: The government.
Nina: What's the government got to do with anything?
Jamie: I hate the bastards.
Nina: I can't believe I have a bunch of dead people watching videos in my living room.
Nina: My Feet will want to march to where you are sleeping, but I shall go on living.
[Nina and Jamie are looking looking at clouds]
Nina: Your mother!
Jamie: You think every cloud looks like my mother.
Nina: This one really does look like your mother! Look: eyes, nose, eyebrows... brilliant!
Jamie: My mother has not got a beard!
Mark: Attempted suicide at the age of seventeen - can't remember why, I was sad about something.
Nina: Parents alive, Gloucestershire, teachers. Him geography, her history. So holidays it would be "Dad, where are we? Mum, have we been here before?"
Nina: [notices Jamie blowing on his fingers, then touching them to his mouth] Darling? What are you doing?
Jamie: Warming my lips.
Titus: [shows up at Nina's apartment with flowers] I make decision. We go to Paris. Make love for one week.
Nina: [laughs] Oh, Titus. You're fab. You're so sweet.
[face falls when he shows her tickets]
Nina: Oh, dear. Titus, I can't go to Paris with you.
Titus: You do not like Paris? You don't want to make love?
Nina: For a week? Oh, no, no, no.
Jamie: ...But, the pain. Your pain. I couldn't bear that. There's a little girl I see from time to time - Alice, who's three. Well, three and a half. Oh, she's great. Everyone loves her, but she's not spoiled - Well, wasn't spoiled. She was knocked over and she died. Her parents, and family, and friends from kindergarten... She used to go to this playground. See, they made an area in the park. Gave 'em money for swings, and little wooden animals, and there are these plaques on the sides of the swing, bottom of the horse: 'From Alice's mom and dad. In Memory of Alice, who used to play here'. And of course, Alice goes back there all the time. And when you see the parents take their child from the swing, and see the sign... They hold on to their son and daughter, so tightly, clinging on for dear life. And yet... The capacity that people have to love... Where does it go?
Nina: I am like someone who carries their loved one on their shoulder.
Nina: My feet shall long to go to the place where you you are sleeping, but I shall go on living.
Jamie: Do you want me to leave?
Nina: No, never, never, never, never, never!
Nina: Tell me about the first night we spent together.
Jamie: Why? Seriously? You want me to?
Nina: [nods] What did we do?
Jamie: We talked.
Nina: What else?
Jamie: Well, talking was the major component. You played that piano. Then I played, then we both played... something - duet - something... can't remember. And then you danced for about three hours, until I fell asleep. But you were fantastic. And then we had some corn flakes. And when we kissed, which was about 11 o'clock the following morning, we were trembling so much we couldn't take off our clothes.