I waited until after Thanksgiving to do this, so you ladies (and gents) wouldn't think I was completely nuts.
What are your favorite Christmas movies and why? (And for fun, throw in some good quotes from said movie!)
Mine is Love Actually.
I love London.
I love everything British.
I love Hugh Grant, Colin Firth, Keira Knightly, Rowan Atkinson, The Guy That Plays Snape Whose Name Escapes Me Right Now . . . . Alan Rickman, Emma Thompson - all the actors are brilliant.
I love the soundtrack and the score to the movie.
It's a feel good movie without being too gooey.
Jamie: [learning Portuguese] Oh my God, I've got a terrible stomach ache. It must have been the prawns. My goodness, this is a very big fish! It tastes delicious!
Karen: Loitering around the jewellery counter, I see!
Harry: No. I was just looking around.
Karen: Don't worry, my expectations are not that high after 13 years of Mr. "Oh-but-you-always-LOVE-scarves"! Actually, I do love this one.
Sam: There's a big concert at the end of the term, and Joanna's going to be in it. I thought, if I was in the concert, and played really, really well, there's a chance she might fall in love with me. What do you think?
Daniel: I think it's brilliant! It's stellar! Uh, apart from the one little, obvious, tiny, little baby hiccup...
Sam: That I don't play a musical instrument.
Daniel: Yessir.
Sam: A tiny, insignificant detail.
Sam: Daniel, I have a plan!
Daniel: Thank the Lord! Tell me.
Sam: Well, girls love musicians, don't they?
Daniel: Uh-huh.
Sam: Even the really weird ones get girlfriends.
Daniel: That's right. Meatloaf definitely got laid at least once. For God's sake, Ringo Starr married a Bond girl!
Sam: [looks at him strangely] Whatever.
Aurelia: [to Jamie] Jaime's friends are so good looking!
[to friends] He never tells me this. I think now, maybe I make the wrong choice, pick wrong Englishman?
Jamie: She can't speak English properly, she doesn't know what she's saying.
[Natalie runs up to the Prime Minister at the airport and leaps into his arms]
Prime Minister: God, you weigh a lot!
Natalie: Oh, shut your face!
[having just sung the words "Love is all around me" instead of "Christmas is all around me" yet again]
Billy Mack: Oh! F:censor: ck wank bugger ****ting arse head and hole!
Billy Mack: [radio interview] ... so if you believe in Christmas, children, like your uncle Billy does, buy my festering turd of a record and particularly enjoy the incredible crassness of the moment when we try to squeeze an extra syllable into the fourth line...
Mikey, DJ interviewer: I think you're referring to 'so if you really love Christmas'
Billy Mack: 'Come on and let it snow'. Ouch!
Sam: By the way, I feel bad. I never asked you how your love life is going.
Daniel: [mock chuckles] No. As you know, that was a done deal long ago. Unless, of course, Claudia Schiffer calls, in which case I want you out of the house straight away, you wee motherless mongrel.
Sam: Oh?
Daniel: No, no, we'll want to have sex in every room. Including yours.
[Rufus places the necklace box in a cellophane bag, opening one drawer and another, scooping amounts of small roses and lavender in the bag. He then pulls out a four inch cinnamon stick]
Harry: What's that?
Rufus: It's a cinnamon stick, sir.
[he ties it around the bag with a piece of string]
Harry: I can't wait.
Rufus: You won't regret it, sir.
Harry: Wanna bet?
Rufus: It's almost finished, sir.
Harry: [sarcastically] Almost finished? What else can there be? Are we going to dip it in yoghurt? Cover it with Chocolate Buttons?
Harry: All right, I'll have it.
Prime Minister: I'm not so sure politics and dating really go together.
The President: Really? I never found that.
Prime Minister: Yes, well, the difference is that you're sickeningly handsome whereas I look increasingly like my Aunt Mildred.
[At the altar, just before Peter is married]
Peter: No surprises?
Mark: No surprises.
Peter: Not like the stag night?
Mark: Unlike the stag night.
Peter: Do you admit the Brazilian prostitutes were a mistake?
Mark: I do.
Peter: And it would have been much better if they'd not turned out to be men?
Mark: That is true.
[to a portrait of Margaret Thatcher]
Prime Minister: Did you ever have this kind of problem? Yeah - of course you did, you saucy minx.
What are your favorite Christmas movies and why? (And for fun, throw in some good quotes from said movie!)
Mine is Love Actually.
I love London.
I love everything British.
I love Hugh Grant, Colin Firth, Keira Knightly, Rowan Atkinson, The Guy That Plays Snape Whose Name Escapes Me Right Now . . . . Alan Rickman, Emma Thompson - all the actors are brilliant.
I love the soundtrack and the score to the movie.
It's a feel good movie without being too gooey.
Jamie: [learning Portuguese] Oh my God, I've got a terrible stomach ache. It must have been the prawns. My goodness, this is a very big fish! It tastes delicious!
Karen: Loitering around the jewellery counter, I see!
Harry: No. I was just looking around.
Karen: Don't worry, my expectations are not that high after 13 years of Mr. "Oh-but-you-always-LOVE-scarves"! Actually, I do love this one.
Sam: There's a big concert at the end of the term, and Joanna's going to be in it. I thought, if I was in the concert, and played really, really well, there's a chance she might fall in love with me. What do you think?
Daniel: I think it's brilliant! It's stellar! Uh, apart from the one little, obvious, tiny, little baby hiccup...
Sam: That I don't play a musical instrument.
Daniel: Yessir.
Sam: A tiny, insignificant detail.
Sam: Daniel, I have a plan!
Daniel: Thank the Lord! Tell me.
Sam: Well, girls love musicians, don't they?
Daniel: Uh-huh.
Sam: Even the really weird ones get girlfriends.
Daniel: That's right. Meatloaf definitely got laid at least once. For God's sake, Ringo Starr married a Bond girl!
Sam: [looks at him strangely] Whatever.
Aurelia: [to Jamie] Jaime's friends are so good looking!
[to friends] He never tells me this. I think now, maybe I make the wrong choice, pick wrong Englishman?
Jamie: She can't speak English properly, she doesn't know what she's saying.
[Natalie runs up to the Prime Minister at the airport and leaps into his arms]
Prime Minister: God, you weigh a lot!
Natalie: Oh, shut your face!
[having just sung the words "Love is all around me" instead of "Christmas is all around me" yet again]
Billy Mack: Oh! F:censor: ck wank bugger ****ting arse head and hole!
Billy Mack: [radio interview] ... so if you believe in Christmas, children, like your uncle Billy does, buy my festering turd of a record and particularly enjoy the incredible crassness of the moment when we try to squeeze an extra syllable into the fourth line...
Mikey, DJ interviewer: I think you're referring to 'so if you really love Christmas'
Billy Mack: 'Come on and let it snow'. Ouch!
Sam: By the way, I feel bad. I never asked you how your love life is going.
Daniel: [mock chuckles] No. As you know, that was a done deal long ago. Unless, of course, Claudia Schiffer calls, in which case I want you out of the house straight away, you wee motherless mongrel.
Sam: Oh?
Daniel: No, no, we'll want to have sex in every room. Including yours.
[Rufus places the necklace box in a cellophane bag, opening one drawer and another, scooping amounts of small roses and lavender in the bag. He then pulls out a four inch cinnamon stick]
Harry: What's that?
Rufus: It's a cinnamon stick, sir.
[he ties it around the bag with a piece of string]
Harry: I can't wait.
Rufus: You won't regret it, sir.
Harry: Wanna bet?
Rufus: It's almost finished, sir.
Harry: [sarcastically] Almost finished? What else can there be? Are we going to dip it in yoghurt? Cover it with Chocolate Buttons?
Harry: All right, I'll have it.
Prime Minister: I'm not so sure politics and dating really go together.
The President: Really? I never found that.
Prime Minister: Yes, well, the difference is that you're sickeningly handsome whereas I look increasingly like my Aunt Mildred.
[At the altar, just before Peter is married]
Peter: No surprises?
Mark: No surprises.
Peter: Not like the stag night?
Mark: Unlike the stag night.
Peter: Do you admit the Brazilian prostitutes were a mistake?
Mark: I do.
Peter: And it would have been much better if they'd not turned out to be men?
Mark: That is true.
[to a portrait of Margaret Thatcher]
Prime Minister: Did you ever have this kind of problem? Yeah - of course you did, you saucy minx.