Will: I say we sell her to the Gypsies on Hampstead Heath. I hear they puchase spare women as well as hoses.
Charlotte: Will, stop it. That's ridivulous.
Will:You're right. They'd never buy her. Too scrawny.

“I'm the one who's always been there for you... not him!”

“Never mind that,” said Will. “I’m boasting of my investigative skills, and I wo…”

“You are not the last dream of my soul.You are the first dream, the only dream I…”

“I hate Brooklyn.”