Where did we end up last night?
I don't know, but I woke up without my bra, that's never a good sign.
Christian [Looks down and notices he's wearing it]: Uh, I wouldn't worry about it.
Christian Markelli
Wes Ramsey · 19 quotes
Aaron Davis
Steve Sandvoss · 14 quotes
Julie
Rebekah Johnson · 6 quotes
Andrew
Khary Payton · 5 quotes
Ryder
Joseph Gordon-Levitt · 5 quotes
Keith
Erik Palladino · 4 quotes
Most scenes together: Christian Markelli & Aaron Davis (4), Christian Markelli & Julie (4), Christian Markelli & Ryder (2)
Latter Days quotes
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Elder Farron Davis
As president of the Pocatello stake it is my unhappy duty and obligation to convene this church court on behalf of the Elder Aaron Davis for the grave and grievous sin, of homosexuality. In the light of your abnormal and abominable state and your refusal to see you have been duped into a hogwash alternative lifestyle...I wish my shame was enough for both of us. Not to mention the shame you brought to this church...our family...our ancestors...
Wait a minute, our ancestors? Dad, your grandfather had half a dozen wives, and the same goes for every single person in this room. I'd say we were the original definition of 'alternative lifestyle.'
Elder Farron Davis
Are you calling us hypocrites?
No, we've gone way beyond hypocrisy, Dad, now we're just being mean.
Gilford Dang it Elder, I'm gonna hit you and it's gonna hurt.
Harmon I don't know what pain is.
Harmon [Gilford hits him]
Ah! Ow! Hey, that hurt!
Gilford I warned you.
And you, you can tell that friend of yours, to go **** himself.
You know, I only have one friend who can actually do that, and I doubt you've met.
Now, I don't want you to snap to some judgement.
Why? Is it some kind of a nasty ass Christina Aguilera skank-a-rama kinda video?
Wait, are you still not over missionary man?
I don't know.
Chris...
It's weird with him disappearing like that.
Ok, well then, just stop moping like a school girl, and do something about it. Call him.
Just dial 1-800-TORTURED MORMON?
Probably. It sounds like there are enough of them.
Why don't we play two-on-two?
But you're...
A girl? So I can't play. But then again, I am black, so maybe I can. Your problem's gonna be deciding which one of your narrow-minded stereotypes is gonna kick your lily-white ass.
Yeah, right.
Afraid you'll get beat?
By a girl, and a ****?
We'll mop you like a dirty floor.
[Game on]
It doesn't matter, I'm still not hungry.
I don't remember asking if you were. I just deliver this stuff, remember? But my friend Andrew made this and he doesn't even cook for his boyfriends so the least you could do is try to be polite... and eat it.
I don't have to pretend to be polite. I think I've, I think I've earned that right.
Oh yes, that's right; you're dying, you're bitter, blah, blah, blah... Fortunately I'm shallow so I'm impervious to that, now eat it.
Impervious? Bet you don't know how to spell that.
Sure I do, it's spelled: Bite me. And just to show that our little problems in this world don't amount to a hill of beans, I'm gonna read about some people that have some real trouble.
[Opens The National Enquirer]
Mort
Conversation? Why?
Don't you ever want to get to know someone? Have it... mean something. Sleep with someone and actually sleep with them.
Mort
You want to, what? Sleep, together? I don't know, man. Isn't that kinda intimate?
Excuse me, a moment ago you were licking my spleen, but sleeping with you would be too intimate?
Yeah, God hates homos.
You're gonna come into my house and tell me God hates homosexuals?
And the French.
Everyone hates the French.
Could be worse, could be raining. Oh yeah: it IS raining.
...
Well, apparently poor Pam Anderson has had her breast implants taken out and put back in so many times that her entire chest is collapsing. Ohh, they have bikini pictures. [gasps] They're horrible!
Shut up.
No, they are, seriously, they're down to her knees.
Dammit, what's wrong with you? You want revelations engraved in gold and angels trumpeting down from heaven. But what if this is it instead? Me telling you I love you, right here, in the snow? I think that's pretty miraculous.
**** you, I'm Donna Reed on a stick.
How come if God talks to Joseph Smith, he's a prophet, but if God talks to me I'm schizophrenic?
I can't believe what I was about to do, when there is nothing, Christian, nothing about you that is not skin-deep.