Mason: You’re so beautiful, and I love you. I just don’t like you anymore.

Dead Like Me 2x11, Ashes to Ashes

Mason: Is it just my imagination or have I become much more attractive since I’ve laid off the booze and, you know, whatnot?
George: Your breath is better.
Daisy: Your eyes are less puffy.
George: And you don’t have as much drool around your mouth, which is nice.
Daisy: You know, the most attractive thing about you, when you were drinking and whatnot, is that you really had no idea if you were attractive.
George: Cause when people know they’re attractive, they’re not. And it’s not about what’s on the outside. This not about this. [pinches his face] It’s about this, it’s about what’s in here. [punches him in the chest]
Daisy: Then, he’s a very handsome man.
Mason: But am I pretty?

Dead Like Me 2x1, Send in the Clowns

Kiffany: What is on your hand? Motor oil? Peanut butter? That is one filthy palm.
Mason: Come on, it’s only blood. It’s not like it’s mine. Please read it, Kiffany. Kiffany, Kiffany, please read it. Read it, Kiffany.
Kiffany: No.
Mason: George says that you’re a palm reader. You know, she said…she said you’re…psychotic.
Kiffany: I’m not psychic.
Mason: I think you are.
Kiffany: I have tables. 
Mason: I’ll give you ten bucks! [reaches for his pocket]
Kiffany: You only have two in your pocket.
Mason: [holds up two dollars] Wow. Is it my last day?
Kiffany: If I don’t take care of my costumers, it’s gonna be mine.

Dead Like Me 2x13, Last Call

Mason: Consciousness depends on how much blood you’ve got in your brain.
George: Does it?
Mason: Yes, the more blood flowing through your brain, the better it works. It’s all about stimulation.
George: How does putting a hole in your skull get more blood to your brain? I mean, I would think it would have the opposite effect.
Mason: Yeah, I asked the same question. They gave me an answer, and I’m fairly certain it made sense. You know, I just can’t bother to remember what it was.
George: Okay, well, um, what does this have to do with getting a day job?
Mason: Stimulation. Monotony is the mild killer. You’re not going to get that blood pumping by sitting behind a desk.
George: Stimulation don’t pay my rent.
Mason: Then learn to live off the wild.
George (as narrator): It all sounded very glamorous. But I had to consider the source. After all, he drilled a hole in his head chasing a permanent high. Too bad. It got away from him.

Dead Like Me 1x2, Dead Girl Walking

Television show host: Now, I’ve heard a lot of talk about chapter eight…about the worst kind of man, the kind every woman should avoid. What’s that title again? 
Barbara: ”Men who change women as often as they change their shirts.”

Down with Love (2003)

Down with Love (2003)

Craig: You went through a phase where every film you were in you were taking your clothes off.
Ewan: Yeah, yeah. I like to do…you know, women are always expected to be naked. And I like to try and be naked in films, and have the woman not be naked.
Craig: So, you like to be naked and have the women not be naked.
Ewan: It’s a feminist thing that I do!

Late Show with Craig Ferguson, Ewan McGregor

Kaya Scodelario for Asos.

“Nothing’s ever perfect, you know?”

I’ve been really busy/stressed lately, and trying to be productive means not watching films or shows or screencapping obsessively (though I somehow found the time to finish watching skins and had my heart broken into a thousand tiny, irreparable pieces). The one thing I find absolutely delightful, however, is that in my two week absence I’ve gained rather than lost followers. God, Tumblr’s great.

Peter: What did you bring me over here for?
Sylvia: Peter.
Peter: This is absurd. It’s just a dog.
Barrie: ‘Just a dog’? Just? Porthos, don’t listen to him. [to Peter] Porthos dreams of being a bear and you want to dash those dreams by saying he’s ‘just a dog’? What a horrible, candle-snuffing word. That’s like saying, ‘He can’t climb that mountain, he’s just a man.’ Or, ‘That’s not a diamond, it’s just a rock.’ Just.
Peter: Fine then. Turn him into a bear. If you can.
Sylvia: Peter, where are your manners?
Barrie: With those eyes, my bonny lad, I’m afraid you’d never see it. However, with just a wee bit of imagination, I can turn around right now and see…the great bear, Porthos. [whispers] Dance with me.

Finding Neverland (2004)

Stage Worker: Mrs. Barrie wanted me to remind you that the play’s begun. Though I imagine you know that.
Barrie: They hate it.
Stage Worker: Sir?
Barrie: It’s like a dentist’s office out there. Why?
Stage Worker: I wouldn’t say they hate it, sir.
Barrie: What do you think? Do you like it?
Stage Worker: I’ve just been hired here, sir.
Barrie: Yes or no? I’m not bothered.
Stage Worker: I’m not really qualified to…
Barrie: Do you like it? Is it crap?
Stage Worker: Crap, sir?
Barrie: Go on, say it. Just say it. It’s shite, isn’t it? Go on. Say it.
Stage Worker: Don’t know if I’m…
Barrie: ‘It’s bull’s pizzle, Mr Barrie.’ Go on, say it.
Stage Worker: It’s bull’s pizzle, Mr Barrie.
Barrie: I knew it.
Stage Worker: No, I haven’t even seen it.
Barrie: I knew it. Thank you. Thank you very much.

Finding Neverland (2004)