ALL A B C D E F G H I J K L M
N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

[In a cafe, a shy young man has just given them a flyer, telling them that his band is playing there on Friday night]
Enid: God, what a dork.
Rebecca: You're just jealous.
Enid: Trust me, at this point, I'm past the fact that every single guy likes you better than me.
Rebecca: Oh, face it. You just hate every single guy on the face of the earth.
Enid: That's not true. I just hate all these extroverted, obnoxious, pseudo-bohemian losers.


  »   More Quotes from
  »   Back to the