Thursday, March 25, 2010

amendment to the previous post

You know how sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night and realize that you forgot to do something VERY important. And then you can't really sleep for the rest of the night because you feel so silly for forgetting that something VERY important? And you'd probably just be better off getting out of bed, firing up the computer and amend your list post from previously in the day because you left off your favorite and most quotable movie ever?!

Um, yeah. When Harry Met Sally. Hands down winner of most quotable movie ever (sorry Sleepless...). Tied for my favorite movie (need to watch it and An Affair to Remember back to back to determine winner. I'm afraid, though, that Cary Grant may make me swoon too much to make a fair judgement. (Sorry, had to include a picture. Doesn't it instantly brighten your Thursday?)

Some quotes for you... feel free to add your own, I know I'm missing some:

(they're standing in the Egyptian area of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I may or may not find it necessary to repeat this scene every time we're in NYC in the vicinity of the Met)
*insert funny accent*
Harry Burns: Repeat after me. Pepper.
Sally Albright: Pepper.
Harry Burns: Pepper.
Sally Albright: Pepper.
Harry Burns: Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash.
Sally Albright: Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash.
Harry Burns: But I would be proud to partake of your pecan pie.

Harry Burns: You were going to be a gymnast.
Sally Albright: A journalist.
Harry Burns: Right, that's what I said.

Harry Burns: Had my dream again where I'm making love, and the Olympic judges are watching. I'd nailed the compulsories, so this is it, the finals. I got a 9.8 from the Canadians, a perfect 10 from the Americans, and my mother, disguised as an East German judge, gave me a 5.6. Must have been the dismount.

Harry Burns: You know, I have a theory that hieroglyphics are just an ancient comic strip about a character named Sphinxy. (also said at the Met... also may or may not be an often repeated phrase by a certain blogger/photographer/wife/travel buff upon every visit to any sort of Egyptian themed art exhibit)


Bradley Saull said...

What about the scene about why men and women can't be friends? Or the NYE ending when he says that he wants "the rest of his life to start as soon as possible"???

Christina said...

Good call B...

Harry Burns: I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally Albright: Why not?
Harry Burns: What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally Albright: That's not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: You only think you do.
Sally Albright: You say I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry Burns: No, what I'm saying is they all WANT to have sex with you.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: How do you know?
Harry Burns: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.
Sally Albright: So, you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive?
Harry Burns: No. You pretty much want to nail 'em too.
Sally Albright: What if THEY don't want to have sex with YOU?
Harry Burns: Doesn't matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally Albright: Well, I guess we're not going to be friends then.
Harry Burns: I guess not.
Sally Albright: That's too bad. You were the only person I knew in New York.

Dad said...

"I'll have what she's having."