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)