Movie: Yeah, maybe (Definitely, Maybe)

The trouble is that I like you. I've always liked. "Liked" as touching as something childish. But love is a different matter. From these words running like fire. I love you.

- I don't want a fling I want a serious relationship.
Don't worry about it. A serious relationship not looking for. They will find you.

- You know what I like?
What?
- That you can just sit here and not think about the flirting, sexapil and other things.

I want to marry you because you're the only one I want to see when waking in the morning and kiss at night. Because ever since I saw these hands I couldn, I can't touch it. But mostly because when you love someone as much as I love you getting married is the only way.

- How to say "whore" in the masculine?
- Anybody still did not come up. But the people working on it.

If they didn't want children, why was it necessary to engage in sex?
- A reasonable question! Well, they are rehearsing.

Dad, have you smoked, drank and were such a slut! But I still love you...

Don't know who you are, but your fly is open.

I want you to know. I've donated my organs to medical science except for one, he will get you.
That's lovely, sweetie.
- No, he did not. Heart, you fool.

- We're just like a cat with a dog.
Yes. Or like oil and water.
Or like sandpaper and bare ass.
- Rude.
You would have been ass.