Stealing Beauty (1996)
Miranda: Richard, I never knew you wrote poetry?
Richard: Well, honey, I never did. I don't have a creative bone in my body. But, I did become an entertainment lawyer, so that I could be around creative people.
Diana: He's gone to the studio. You know, he hasn't worked at night for years.
Noemi: But, there's a virgin in the house.
Miranda: I decided I had to get rid of it one summer before school. I ended up doing it with the same guy my best friend did it with. He was the local... deflowerer...
Christopher: I remember that guy! Oh Miranda, he was repulsive!
M. Guillaume: Naughty, naughty boys. I bet they're being very naughty.
Miranda: I'm sure they've gone beyond naughty by now.
Ian: Why does he suddenly want Lucy to come here?
Diana: Maybe it was Lucy who wanted to come. Now she's here - stranded with us old fogies
Ian: Speak for yourself.
Diana: I'm sure she'd rather be out chasing boys around on the beach somewhere.
Ian: She seemed rather serious to me.
Diana: Or, being chased. Nineteen is all about boys.
Lucy: Its easier to stay alone.
Alex: Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, you can't have decided that at your age.
Lucy: I haven't decided.
Alex: You're in need of a ravisher!
Lucy: I'm waiting.
Ian: But, I see how you are different from your mother. You have a sort of joy in your eyes.
Alex: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I don't think he is the one. Not for you. Not for my Lucy in the Sky.
Lucy: Actually, I like him.
Alex: You do?
Lucy: There's something familiar about him.
Alex: Well, my illusion shattered.
Niccoló Donati: So, Lucy Harmon, how long are you staying and what do you think of Italy and when are you going to come to our house and see how real Italians live and change your life forever?
Michele Lisca: This is the book.
Noemi: "Adolphe" by Benjamin Constant.
Michele Lisca: It's all about ideals and passion.
Noemi: Ah, a fairy tale!
Michele Lisca: Read it.