Damsels in Distress (2011)
Violet: Do you know what's the major problem in contemporary social life? The tendency to always seek someone cooler than yourself.
Violet: We're also trying to make a difference in people's lives, and one way to do that is to stop them from killing themselves.
Violet: I took the commuter train to Villa Franka and I checked into a cheap motel there.
Rose: The Motel Six?
Violet: No, the Motel 4. It's even less expensive.
Rose: The Motel 4, in Villa Franka? My god, you really were suicidal.
Violet: Poor Lily. Xavier just used her body, and not even the right side!
Violet: Our aspirations are pretty basic - take a guy who hasn't realized his full potential - or doesn't even have much...
Heather: Someone like Frank!
Violet: Yes. Then help them realize it or find more.
Heather: [to Lily] Speaking of suicide prevention; do you have a boyfriend?
Rose: Oh yes, are you dating anyone?
Lily: I don't see the connection.
Violet: [Matter-of-factly] Boyfriends are a primary suicide risk.
Rose: Frank's stupid, we knew. That he was a rat playboy operator, I hadn't realized.
Violet: I don't really like the word "depressed". I prefer to say I'm in a tailspin.
Priss: [Crying] He used to gaze at me with such love in his eyes. Know what I mean?
Violet: No. No, I've never actually seen that.
Heather: [about seventh-grade Violet] But you were nice to her?
Rose: No, not really. The idea of being nice to weird and unpopular kids hadn't arrived yet.
Fred Packenstacker: I wasn't just buying drinks for people; they were for cute girls. There was a perfectly rational, logical, easily-explainable agenda.
Violet: [Smiling slightly] So it *was* a playboy or operator move.
Fred Packenstacker: Of course. Transparently so.
Violet: I admire that. Drinks are expensive.
Thor: [about a beanbag] What colour would you say that chair is?
Frank: That's a chair? I had no idea!
Fred Packenstacker: Normally I'd be reluctant to comment on anyone's religion but...
Fred Packenstacker: I'm sorry, I guess I'm a bit a of bigot, but I could never take seriously a religion that worships on Tuesdays. All the major religions require worship on the weekend - Friday, Saturday or Sunday. I find it just really lauditory that people should sacrifice their weekend to worship god.
Xavier: Having the sabbath Tuesday always seemed very bizarre to me.
Rose: Humility comes from within. If it's not there in the first place, where do you get it? I stopped looking a long time ago.
Frank: If my eyes are so blue; looking out, wouldn't everything be blue?
[Closes his eyes then opens them again]
Frank: See it doesn't look blue, it just looks normal.
Rose: [about Roberts Hall] Suicidal Ed. students have been going to the roof and throwing themselves off.
Violet: But it's only two stories.
Rose: Yes I know, it's horrible. Not high enough enough to kill, but high enough to maim. And particularly dangerous for the people below.
Rose: What you are describing is a "playboy" or "operator" move.
Violet: Hello! Are you a new student?
Violet: We'd like to help you.
Violet: [about their college] There's enough material here for a lifetime of social work.
Depressed Debbie: [Angry] You think I'm going to kill myself and make you look bad?
Violet: I'm worried that you'll kill yourself and make yourself look bad.
Violet: What would you say are the most effective means to fight depression?
Frank: No, beer's a downer! Cocktails! Hard liqueur and spirits is what really gives you a lift.
Violet: Seven Oaks is the last of the Select Seven to go co-ed. An atmosphere of male barbarism predominates. We're going to change that.
Depressed Debbie: [about Violet] I suppose now she'll want the doughnuts too.
Violet: [about Priss' ex-boyfriend] Was Josh handsome?
Priss: [crying] Yes
Violet: That's a problem.
Violet: Have you ever heard the expression, prevention is nine tenths the cure? Well in the case of suicide, it's ten tenths the cure.
Violet: [to Jimbo, who she believes is depressed] Did you know that a good-smelling environment is crucial to our overall sense of well-being? Have you considered finding a better-smelling place to live?
Heather: Could Frank be dyslexic?
Rose: No, dyslexics are intelligent.
Lily: [about Charlie] I would hate to think what would happen if one of you guys got her claws into him.
Rose: That's outrageous! We're perfectly nice! We've met lots of pathetic guys, and nothing very bad happened.
Violet: [about Fred/Charlie] He's lying. I find that *very* attractive.
Lily: Oh my god! How crazy! He's completely insane. I almost dated him!
Heather: You can say that about a lot of guys.
Heather: I'm sure I've heard of strategic development. I think it's something pretty important.
Violet: Are you...
Violet: ... gay?
Fred Packenstacker: Not especially. But in another era it might of had some appeal.
Mad Madge: [Violet is practicing her tap routine] What do you think you're doing?
Violet: I'm sorry, did I disturb you?
Mad Madge: Why are you wearing tap shoes? Are you out of your mind?
Violet: I think that's pretty clear...
Lily: There no logic to the algebra of love.
Fred Packenstacker: The algebra of love? Sounds like the title of some lame book.
Lily: It's a title but the book's not lame at all.
Fred Packenstacker: Love's algebra? I always thought it was more geometry.
Lily: Okay, the title's not good but the book is.
Fred Packenstacker: What's it say?
Lily: Well, that while we're all perverse in our preferences, there's actually this logic, or algebra to our perversity. And it has something to do with how the species has evolved
Fred Packenstacker: The survival of the species?
Lily: Yes, and whether it will continue to do so.
Rose: Call the cops, a suicide might be in progress!
Heather: You mean the *campus* cops?
Freak Astaire: The show is for everyone.
Depressed Debbie: [Protesting] No, it's NOT! It's for the clinically depressed!