Get out, Lisa!
I'm not in your room, Daisy. I'm right **** here. I was gonna offer you nail polish.
GET OUT!
Lisa Rowe
Angelina Jolie · 21 quotes
Susanna Kaysen
Winona Ryder · 19 quotes
Janet Webber
Angela Bettis · 4 quotes
Daisy Randone
Brittany Murphy · 3 quotes
Nurse Margie
Christina Myers · 3 quotes
Valerie Owens
Whoopi Goldberg · 3 quotes
Most scenes together: Susanna Kaysen & Lisa Rowe (9), Lisa Rowe & Daisy Randone (3), Lisa Rowe & Nurse Margie (3)
Girl, Interrupted quotes
Page 1 of 3My dad got me an apartment.
Really? Where?
It's near the airport. One bedroom, two baths, eat-in chicken.
You mean eat-in kitchen.
That's what I said, asshole. So what do you have that I want?
Oh, Jesus! Get out! GET OUT!
[Lisa enters and shuts the door behind her]
Come on Dais, don't take advantage of her just because she's new. Pony up some Valium.
Get the **** out of here or I'm calling Valerie! VALERIE!
Yeah, why don't you call Valerie, shall we? Let's call Valerie and ask her for some Colace just like Suzie Q's got in her ****in' hand. Why does it stink in here?
You're just jealous, Lisa... because I got better... because I was released... because I have a chance... at a life.
They didn't release you 'cause you're better, Daisy, they just gave up. You call this a life, hmm? Taking Daddy's money, buying your dollies and your knickknacks. And eating his ****in' chicken, fattening up like a prize ****in' heifer. You changed the scenery, but not the ****in' situation, and the warden makes housecalls. And everybody knows, everybody knows that he ****s you. What they don't know is that you like it, hmm? You like it.
Hey, man, it's cool, it's okay. It's fine, it's **** fine! A man is a dick is a man is a dick is a chicken... is a dad... a Valium, a speculum, whatever, whatever. [to Daisy] You like being Mrs. Randone. Probably all you've ever known.
Have fun in Florida. [goes upstairs to her room]
Dr. Crumble Susanna, four days ago, you chased a bottle of aspirin with a bottle of vodka.
I had a headache.
Georgina Tuskin Lisa, is Daisy really getting out?
Yeah, she coughed up a big one.
But how could - I mean she's... insane.
Yeah, well that's what ther-rape-me's all about. That's why ****in' Freud's pictures on every shrink's wall. He created a ****in' industry. You lie down, you confess your secrets and you're saved. Ca-ching! The more you confess, the more they think about settin' you free.
But what if you don't have a secret?
Then you're a lifer, like me.
I want my **** clothes!
Then you'll have to eat something, won't you?
[singing]
Oh Lordy, pick a bale o' cotton / Oh Lordy, pick a bale o' hay / Gotta jump down spin around pick a bale o' cotton / Jump down spin sround pick a bale o' hay.
That is not fair. That is not fair! That is not fair! Seventy-four is the perfect weight!
Instructor
Now what kind of a tree can you be, Janet, down there on the floor?
I'm a **** shrub, all right?
Hey Torch! Whatcha' doin'?
Polly Clark Nothing.
Well, why don't you go to your room and do nothing?
[she waves at Polly with puppet, and Polly runs to room crying]
Hey, Torch.
Polly Clark Hey, Lisa.
Did you miss me?
Polly Clark Not much.
Lady, back off!
Mrs. Gilcrest
Was I talking to you?
No, you were spitting on me, so mellow ****in' out!
Mrs. Cilcrest
Don't you tell me what to do.
Look, she gave your husband a rim job. Big ****in' deal! I'm sure he was begging for it, I heard it was like a pencil anyway.
Mrs. Gilcrest
Why you - how dare you!
Some advice, okay? Just don't point you ****in' finger at crazy people!
So, have you had your first Melvin yet?
Who's that?
Bald guy with a little pecker and a fat wife. You're ther-rapist, sweet pea. Unless, uh... unless they're giving you shocks. Or, God forbid, letting you out. Then you get to see the great, wonderful Dr. ****.
She means Dr. Wick.
Oh, I've been in his office, but I haven't met him yet.
M.G. He's a she. Dr. Wick's a girl.
That's right, M.G., Wick's a chick.
M.G. Wick's a chick.
Hence the nickname.
We are very rare and we are mostly men.
Lisa thinks she's hot shit 'cause she's a sociopath.
Cynthia Crowley I'm a sociopath.
No, you're a ****.
[reading from a book]
"Borderline Personality Disorder. An instability of self-image, relationships and moods... uncertainty about goals, impulsive in activities that are self-damaging, such as casual sex."
I like that.
"Social contrariness and a generally pessimistic attitude and often observed" Well, that's me.
That's everybody.
I mean, what kind of sex isn't casual?
They mean promiscuous.
I'm not promiscuous. I'm not.
You know, there's too many buttons in the world. There's too many buttons and they're just - there's way too many just begging to be pressed, they're just begging to be pressed, you know? They're just - they're just begging to be pressed! And it makes me wonder, it really makes me **** wonder, why doesn't anyone ever press mine? Why am I so neglected? Why doesn't anyone reach in and rip out the truth and tell me that I'm a **** whore, or that my parents wish I were dead?
Because you're dead already, Lisa! No one cares if you die, Lisa, because you're dead already. Your heart is cold. That's why you keep coming back here. You're not free. You need this place to feel alive. It's pathetic.
You're looking better, Lisa.
Why, thanks Margie. So how's the engagement going?
You know.
No, I don't know. I've been away.
Joe wants me to... you know, before the wedding.
**** his brains out - use a rubber.
Who is this?
What'd he say to Mom and Pop?
[Susanna looks out and sees Lisa staring back at her two booths back]
I have a Borderline Personality.
Oh, well that's nothing. What else?
He didn't say. Thought it would affect my recovery.
All right, listen. Tongue your meds tonight. After 1 o'clock checks, Gretta always goes out for a smoke. Check the mirrors and if they're clear, you go down to Hector's closet. It's near the art room and it will be open.