Georgia Rule (2007)
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: We can all survive Simon, you just don't have to look so damn sad doing it.
Simon: [to Harlan] Hey!
Rachel: ...is for horses, better for cows, and pigs don't eat it 'cause they don't know how.
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: Oh my God! You're hard! Dude, it was a fight! You don't pull a boner in a battle!
Lilly: Oh, come on. There was a time you'd have dragged me by my hair out of here for drinking.
Georgia: I'm too old. So's your hair.
Lilly: I brought you a gift
Georgia: It's lovely.
Lilly: How do you know?
Georgia: The ribbon and the paper.
Lilly: Dear Rachel, My mother always told me the hardest things to do in life are to trust, to have faith and to forgive so I want you to hear the strength in my voice when I say I forgive you because I love you, that's simple and that complicated to forgive is to move forward Georgia rule, Love Mom
Georgia: [hitting Arnold with a baseball bat] You're going to eat this
Georgia: and drive or else I'm going to dismantle your car.
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: You tell Harlan Wilson that if he's looking for a little danger... I'd love a ride.
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.
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!
Georgia: That's my granddaughter.
Ethan: Do we have to like her?
Sam: How old is she?
Georgia: No. And don't even think about it.
Georgia: [sitting on floor] Come on, boys. Erect me.
Ethan: She has glutten pains shooting out her eyeballs.
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?
Simon: I wasn't really going anywhere.
Rachel: That's where I'm going.
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.
Georgia: Traveled all the way from San Francisco, Califonia smelling of smoke, but she doesn't smoke.
Lilly: Ok, mother, caught me.
Georgia: Save the lies for something more important than cancer.
Lilly: When Dad was dying, nearly dead, did you ever miss a meal? Eat late? Eat early?
Georgia: No, same time. Alone. I could turn the radio on.
Lilly: You're a minute late. Enjoy your meal. I'm gonna wait for Rachel.
Georgia: Life is much less of a surprise when it's all timed down.
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]
Georgia: [after getting into a fight with Lilly on the lawn and she loses her bra] You lost your...
[holds her bra out]
Lilly: My mind?
Georgia: I'll go get the booze, you stay here.