Ingrid: Love humiliates you. Hatred cradles you.
出自電影《白色夾竹桃》 的經典對白。
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Ingrid: Love humiliates you. Hatred cradles you.
Claire Richards: Take my advice and stay away from broken people.
Astrid: Beauty was my mothers law, her religion.
Astrid: You look at me mother and you don't like what you see. But this is the price... the price of belonging to you.
Astrid: No matter how much she damaged me... no matter how flawed she is... I know my mother loves me.
Astrid: My mother was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was also the most dangerous.
Ray: My opinion is if there is a god he sure as hell ain't worth prayin' to.
Rena: You're a stupid girl, you walk away from money to punish mother?
Rena: Workers of the world arise. You've got nothing to lose but Visa card, happy meal, and Kotex with wings.
Carolee: Don't look at me like that. You're no different than I am... you just don't know it yet.
Astrid: You look at me, and you don't like what you see. But this is the price, Mother - the price of belonging to you.
Ingrid: Of course I was jealous. I live in a cell with a women who has a vocabulary of 25 words.
Astrid: You're either an artist or you're not. You are.
Starr: He who believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall live. And don't you forget it, missy.
Astrid: The Next time you and your friends jump me, I'll cut your throats when you're sleeping.
Rena: Hey you, cheerleader. You want smoke? Russian cigarette. No cancer.
Ingrid: Love humiliates you. Hatred cradles you.
Claire Richards: Take my advice and stay away from broken people.
Astrid: Beauty was my mothers law, her religion.
Astrid: You look at me mother and you don't like what you see. But this is the price... the price of belonging to you.
Astrid: No matter how much she damaged me... no matter how flawed she is... I know my mother loves me.
Astrid: My mother was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was also the most dangerous.
Rena: You're a stupid girl, you walk away from money to punish mother?
Rena: Workers of the world arise. You've got nothing to lose but Visa card, happy meal, and Kotex with wings.
Carolee: Don't look at me like that. You're no different than I am... you just don't know it yet.
Ray: My opinion is if there is a god he sure as hell ain't worth prayin' to.
Astrid: You look at me, and you don't like what you see. But this is the price, Mother - the price of belonging to you.
Ingrid: Of course I was jealous. I live in a cell with a women who has a vocabulary of 25 words.
Astrid: You're either an artist or you're not. You are.
Starr: He who believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall live. And don't you forget it, missy.
Astrid: The Next time you and your friends jump me, I'll cut your throats when you're sleeping.
Rena: Hey you, cheerleader. You want smoke? Russian cigarette. No cancer.
Ingrid: How can you stand to live with poor Claire? Did you know there's an entire order called the Poor Claires?
Astrid: Looks don't interest me. Paul: That's easy for you to say, you've never been ugly.
Paul: I was born addicted to heroin. Astrid: And what was that like? Paul: I don't know - I was out of rehab by the time I was six months old.
Astrid: There's nothing wrong with being a Christian. Ingrid: Are you out of your mind? How did this happen? I raised you, not a pack of Bible-thumping trailer trash. I raised you to think for yourself. Astrid: No you didn't. You raised me to think like you.
Starr: Astrid, those are ugly shoes. Astrid: Snakes don't bite above ankle. Starr: Well, take my word for it, you better being bitten by snakes then dressin' for them.
Astrid: But... Starr: Don't "But" me. He is a man, and he sees what he sees, and does what he can.
Starr: Oh, are you kidding? It's a miracle I'm not dead; they took my kids and everything. I was an alcoholic, I was a cokehead, I was dancing topless, you name it. Carolee: Shut up, for Christ's sake! People are staring.
Astrid: You leave her alone. Ingrid: Oh, but it's such fun. Easy, but fun. And in my present situation, I have to get my fun where I can.
Astrid: There's nothing wrong with being a Christian. Ingrid: Are you out of your mind? How did this happen? I raised you, not a pack of Bible-thumping trailer trash. I raised you to think for yourself. Astrid: No, you didn't. You raised me to think like you.
Ray: So you're goin' to the Jesus show, huh? Astrid: Aren't you coming? Ray: To Bible study? No. In my opinion, if there is a God, he sure as hell ain't worth prayin' to. Astrid: That sounds like something my mother would say.
