The Decoy Bride (2011)
James Arber: You don't live here?
Katie Nic Aoidh: Not in this toilet, no. Here we live in primitive dwellings anthropologists like to call "houses."
James Arber: I've been trying to get your attention with conventional weapons: phones, emails, that sort of thing.
Katie Nic Aoidh: And you're back of Hegg now because...?
James Arber: Oh, I'm on a sheep-stealing raid, yeah. I mean, I thought I might grab myself a woman at the same time, but predominantly it's a sheep-snatching thing.
Katie Nic Aoidh: A guidebook to here? Don't be mad. "Come see our disused toilet that may or may not be haunted by the ghost of a drowned cow."
Katie Nic Aoidh: What's this nameless new book of yours about, then... if it exists?
James Arber: It's about the end of the world as seen through the eyes of God.
Katie Nic Aoidh: Oh, dear. Did no one tell you to write about what you know?
Angus: I wanted to grow old with you. You're beautiful and clever now - it's easy to love you now - but I'll still love you when the wind's dried you out, and when you're old and broken.
Katie Nic Aoidh: This is where you tell me I'm just one chapter, not a whole book.
Lara Tyler: You are ruining my life!
Marco Ballani: [gleefully] I've ruined plenty of lives. You're nothing special.
James Arber: You know, they asked 10,000 men to name their ideal partner and 9,800 said Lara. Statistically that includes at least 800 gay men. If you're male and Lara Tyler's interested in you, she's the one; it's kind of a rule. You can't be happy with Lara Tyler, you can't be happy with anyone.
James Arber: They say "Write about what you know;" so, obviously, I set it against the backdrop of the Spanish Civil War.
Katie Nic Aoidh: How do you know when you've met *the one*?
James Arber: Whenever you look at them, you find yourself singing "Wind Beneath My Wings".
Katie Nic Aoidh: Nobody's going to buy a guidebook to Hegg unless it's cheaper than our toilet paper.
Iseabail Nic Aoidh: I've got to get out of here, Katie. I've never been anywhere, and I want to see the world, overdose on daiquiris and be thrown into a volcano, but you need money for that.
Steve Korbitz: Yeah, well, I'm full of shit. My last colonic took a week.
Katie Nic Aoidh: It's cruel to give the servants names, isn't it? Don't want to get too attached to them.
Charley: I've just been kicked in the face by the most beautiful woman in the world who is now walking around outside dressed as my old boarding school matron. I will pay 200 grand for that cover shot. Go and get it.
Reverend McDonagh: When God made time, he made plenty of it. When God made twine, he made balls of it.
Lara Tyler: Now, sweetie, I may look like a simple, cake-baking, small-town mom, but inside I am a prize fighter, and I will not rest while there is a single rod of depleted uranium anywhere in South Carolina.
Marco Ballani: "I am a cavern of longingness." Is that good English?