Quotes tagged summer

Voice-over: This is a story of boy meets girl. The boy, Tom Hansen, grew up believing that he’d never truly be happy until the day he met the one. The girl, Summer Finn, did not share this belief. You should know up front this is not a love story.

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McKenzie: [drunk] So do you have a boyfriend?

Summer: No.

McKenzie: Why not?

Summer: Because I don’t want one.

McKenzie: Come on; I don’t believe that.

Summer: You don’t believe that a woman could enjoy being free and independent?

McKenzie: Are you a lesbian?

Summer: [laughing] No I’m not a lesbian. I just, don’t feel comfortable being anyone’s girlfriend. I don’t actually feel comfortable being anyone’s anything.

McKenzie: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Summer: Really?

McKenzie: Nope.

Summer: Ok, let me break it down for you–

McKenzie: Break it down!

Summer: Ok. I, like being on my own. I think relationships are messy and people’s feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We’re young, we live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world; might as well have fun while we can and, save the serious stuff for later.

McKenzie: You’re a dude. [to Tom] She’s a dude!

Tom: Ok but wait–wait. What happens, if you fall in love?

[she scoffs]

Tom: What?

Summer: You don’t believe that, do you?

Tom: It’s love, it’s not Santa Claus.

Summer: You always wanted to write greeting cards?

Tom: No, I don’t even want to do it now.

Summer: Well you should do something else then.

Tom: Yeah. I studied to be an architect, actually.

Summer: You did that’s cool. What happened there?

Tom: Didn’t work out. I needed a job and here we are.

Summer: You any good?

Tom: Well, um, I wrote this one. [hands Summer a card]

Summer: “Today, you’re a man. Mozeltoff on your bar mitzvah.”

Tom: It’s a big seller.

Summer: I meant as an architect.

Tom: Yeah… I doubt it.

Summer: Well, you’re a, perfect adequate greeting card writer.

Tom: Thank you. That was actually my nickname in college. They called me perfectly adequate Hansen. [taking a sip of champagne]

Summer: They used to call me anal girl.

[Tom spits out the champagne]

Summer: I was very neat and organized.

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Summer: I love The Smiths.

Tom: [removing his headphones] Sorry?

Summer: I said I love The Smiths. You–you have a good taste in music.

Tom: You like The Smiths?

Summer: Yeah. “To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.” I love ‘em.

[Summer steps off the elevator]

Tom: Holy shit.