Mamma Mia! (2008)
Rosie: [to Tanya] Typical isn't it? You wait 20 years for a dad and then three come along at once.
Sophie: I don't care if you slept with hundreds of men. You're my mom, and I love you so much.
Donna: [hugging her] Oh, Soph!
Donna: [to the congregation] And I haven't slept with *hundreds* of men.
Donna: Somebody up there has got it in for me. I bet it's my mother.
Sky: You must be Tanya. I've heard so much about you.
Tanya: Oh. All bad, I hope.
Donna: And all true!
Sophie: [reading Donna's diary] "We danced on the beach, and we kissed on the beach, and... dot, dot, dot."
Rosie: [to Donna, holding up Tanya's underwear] Does she wear it or floss with it?
Tanya: Floss you!
Donna: Is it edible Tanya?
Donna: Why are you here? What are you doing here?
Bill: I'm writing a travel piece.
Harry Bright: I'm, I'm here on a spontaneous holiday.
Sam Carmichael: Er, I just dropped in to say... hi.
Sam Carmichael: Am I getting this right? Sophie may be mine, but she may be Bill's or Harry's?
Donna: Yeah. Yes! That's right. And don't get all self-righteous with me, because you have no one but yourself to blame!
Sophie: Yeah, if you hadn't just dumped my mother and gone off and married somebody else...
Sam Carmichael: Hey, hey, wait a minute. I had to go home. I was engaged. But I told Lorraine I couldn't marry her and I came right back!
Donna: You... you... Why didn't you call me?
Sam Carmichael: Because I was crazy enough to think that you would be waiting for me. Only when I arrived, they told me you were off with some other guy. So... Lorraine called me an idiot and married me to prove it.
Pepper: [preparing a cocktail for Tanya] Now, baby, this should tickle your taste buds.
Tanya: Down, big fella. I'm old enough to be your mother.
Tanya: [before singing 'Does Your Mother Know'] Little boys who play with fire get their fingers burned.
Rosie: Excuse me! Coming through! I have a senior citizen with me. Thank you. My mother needs a perch.
Tanya: Mother? We're the same age!
Rosie: Yeah. Well, parts of us are.
Donna: You sound like you're having fun already.
Lisa: Oh, we are.
Donna: [nostalgically] I used to have fun.
Ali: Oh, we *know*!
[Donna looks puzzled]
Donna: [about the possible dads] I don't know where they are, I don't know why they're here, and I have brought this all on myself because I was a stupid, reckless little slut!
Tanya: Whoa-ho-ho-ho! Don't you sound like your mother!
Donna: [at the wedding ceremony] And welcome to... to... Sophie's dad. I have to tell you, he is here.
Sophie: I know. I invited him.
Donna: You couldn't have. I don't know which one it is.
Harry Bright: Donna must be tearing her hair out doing this wedding on her own. What would the father of the bride normally do?
Tanya: Though my dad drew the line at my third.
Donna: I'm gonna arrange for a boat to take you all back to the mainland.
Bill: I have a boat, Donna.
Donna: You have a boat? Good, get on it. And, er, anchors aweigh!
Sam Carmichael: Hey...
Donna: Away aweigh!
Sam Carmichael: Donna...
Donna: [about the three "dads"] They have no right to turn up like this. What have they ever done for their daughter? Huh?
Rosie: Donna, Donna, they didn't know she existed.
Donna: Well, they didn't need to know, did they? I've done a great job with Soph all by myself, and I won't be muscled out by an e... jaculation!
Sophie: You took... Mom's guitar!
Harry Bright: No, I borrowed it. Look... Now, where is it? "D.S." - Donna Sheridan, and, er, "H.B." - Head-Banger.
Harry Bright: I bought her this. It cost me ten quid, plus my Johnny Rotten T-shirt. Your mother knew quite a rebel.
Donna: Okay, now, the thing about the toilet... If it doesn't flush right away, just go, and come back in a while, and it should... Nothing works around here, except for me.
Rosie: [regarding Sam, Bill and Harry] Now, listen, listen, what we're gonna do is... we'll get them plastered tonight, and then tomorrow, Tanya and I will take them fishing.
Tanya: Fishing? Oh, please!
Rosie: What do you suggest we do with three men?
Tanya: Well, then, now, THAT takes me back.
Tanya: Whatever happened to our Donna? Life and soul of the party! El Rock Chick Supremo!
Donna: I grew up.
Tanya: Well, then, grow back down again!
Sophie: I want the perfect wedding, and I want my father to give me away.
Ali: Better be a wide aisle!
Sky: It's my stag do - my last night of freedom. Which is how some people might see it. But for me, it's the last night before the greatest adventure of my life.
Rosie: [in a very Cockney accent] Excuse me! Hello! This is a hen party. Women only! Thank you.
Sam Carmichael: Okay.
Sophie: God, I love Sky and I want to be with him and I... I don't want my children growing up, not knowing who their father is, because it's just, it's crap!
Sam Carmichael: [after Donna falls on Harry's air bed] You always knew how to make an entrance.
Donna: Ohh, look at my baby, her whole life ahead of her!
Sophie: Oh *please*, I'm getting married, I'm not joining a convent!
Rosie: [talking about Sophie] She's a chip off the old block!
Donna: If she were more like *me*, she wouldn't be getting married at 20.
Tanya: Or married at all!
Sky: [talking about Sam, Bill, and Harry] You invited these guys and you didn't tell me?
Sophie: No, I thought you would... try to stop me. I *know* I messed up...
Sky: Sophie... is that what this whole big white wedding is about? You finding your dad?
Sophie: No, no!
Sky: I wanted to take a boat to the mainland with a couple of witnesses, and you *insisted* on this sodding circus so you could play happy families.
Sophie: It's about knowing who I am and... and I wanted to get married knowing who I am!
Sky: That doesn't come from finding your father. That comes from finding yourself, and... The irony is, I was travelling to find *myself*, and... I put everything on hold, for you. Because I loved you, and I wanted what you wanted. Now I don't know.
Sophie: You don't know if you love me.
Sky: Of course I *love* you. I just wish you'd told me!
Rosie: [looking down the hatch of Bill's boat] Cooee!
Bill: Heey! Right in time for breakfast. We're serving up the works here.
[he turns around, revealing his bare bottom]
Rosie: Oh! Think you just did!
Sam Carmichael: I see you kept my bagpipes.
Donna: They're supposed to ward off unwanted visitors.
Sam Carmichael: Oh, you don't need bagpipes to do that.
Sophie: I'm so glad you're here because... I have a secret, and I can't tell anybody else.
Ali: Sophie! You're knocked up?
Sophie: No! no! no! Um... I've invited my dad to my wedding.
Lisa: You are joking!
Ali: You found him at last?
Sophie: No! No, no, no, no, no. Not exactly.
[Bill has just realized that he might be Sophie's father]
Sophie: You know what comes next?
Bill: Well, you're not going to tell me that you have a twin sister, are you?
Sam Carmichael: I've done the big white wedding, and believe me, it doesn't always end in "happy ever after".
Sophie: That is you, that's not me! Okay? I love Sky more than anything in the world, and I... Arrgh! Did you feel that way before you got married?
Sam Carmichael: [thinks about that] No.
Tanya: [talking about Donna's money troubles and her life in general] Yeah, but are you being taken care of?
Donna: What do you mean?
Tanya: Are you getting any?
Donna: Oh, you mean...
[turns on the drill, making loud noises]
Donna: [to the drill] Down, boy. Down, boy! No, it takes too much energy.
Rosie: Yeah, just more plumbing to be maintained, isn't it?
Sam Carmichael: The last time I saw your mother, she said she never wanted to see me again.
Harry Bright: [introducing himself] I'm Bright. Harry Bright.
Sophie: Do you think I'm letting you down?
Donna: Why would you even think that?
Sophie: Oh, because... of what you've done. I mean, the Dynamos, raising a kid... and running a business, all on your own.
Donna: Well, honey - I didn't have a choice. I couldn't go home. You know? When I got pregnant, my mother told me not to bother coming back. And I wouldn't have had it any other way. My God, look at what *we've* had.
Tanya: [when a crack appears in the courtyard] What's going on?
Donna: [laughs] D'you feel it? The earth moved, darling. We're falling apart here.
[she snatches the bottle of champagne from Tanya's hands and walks off]
Donna: Don't think about it. Come on. Let's go have fun.
Sam Carmichael: [while Donna and the Dynamos are singing "Super Trouper"] Our song!
Harry Bright: Your song? It's *my* song!