I don't love you anymore. Goodbye.

Alice

Larry: What does your cunt taste like?
Alice: Heaven.

Larry: [on a photography exhibit] What do you think?
Alice: It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and... all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone... But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so... the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.
Larry: I'm the big fat liar's boyfriend.
Alice: Bastard!

Deception is brutal.

Dan

Anna: I don't kiss strange men.
Dan: Neither do I.

Alice: Who was your last boyfriend?
Anna: My husband.
Alice: Was he English?
Anna: Very.

Alice: What's your work?
Dan: I'm sort of... journalist.
Alice: What sort?
Dan: I write obituaries.

Larry: I want you to tell me your name. Please.
[throws down money]
Alice: Thank you. My name is Jane.
Larry: Your real name.
[throws down more money]
Alice: Thank you. My real name is Jane.
Larry: Careful.
[throws down more money]
Alice: Thank you. Still Jane.
Larry: I've about got another 500 quid here. Why don't I just give you all this money, and you tell me what your real name is, Alice.
[throws down all his money]
Alice: I promise.
[picks up some of the money]
Alice: Thank you. My real name... is plain... Jane Jones.

Larry: You're seeing him now? Since when?
Anna: Since my opening last year.
[pause]
Anna: I'm disgusting.
Larry: You're phenomenal. You're so clever.

Larry: Dan...
Dan: Yes?
Larry: I lied to you, I did fuck Alice.

Yes, I saw her naked. No, I did not fuck her.

Larry

Larry: I used to come here when it was a punk club. The stage was... Everything is a version of something else. Twenty years ago. How old were you?
Alice: Four.
Larry: Christ. When I was in flares, you were in nappies.
Alice: My nappies were flared.

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Closer Quotes

Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words.

Alice

Larry: You forget you're dealing with a clinical observer of the human carnival.
Anna: Am I, now?
Larry: Oh, yes.
Anna: You seem more like the cat that got the cream and couldn't stop licking himself.