Rachel McAdamsQuotes

Rachel McAdams
Birthday
November 17th, 1978
From
London, Ontario, Canada
Actor

Game Night - Future Game Nights and Friendships

Gary: [Max and Annie are hosting a game night and have kept it from Gary] I do hope you keep me in mind for any future game nights.
Max: Oh, you bet.
Gary: I've always enjoyed the camaraderie of good friends competing in games of chance and skill.
Annie: Yeah. Yeah, well, we'll do that, but tonight, it's just the two of us.
Gary: Three bags of Tostito's Scoops, I notice.
Max: There was a special on these tonight. Three for one.
Gary: Three for one?
Max: Yep.
Gary: How can that be profitable for Frito Lay?
Max: These corporations, I don't know what they're doing.
Gary: Well, you two enjoy each other. It's often we don't appreciate what we have until it's gone.
Max: [Max and Annie wait, until they suddenly realize the conversation is over] I think that's it.
Annie: Okay. Bye-bye!

Midnight in Paris - The Allure of Paris in the Rain

Gil: This is unbelievable! Look at this! There's no city like this in the world. There never was.
Inez: You act like you've never been here before.
Gil: I don't get here often enough, that's the problem. Can you picture how drop dead gorgeous this city is in the rain? Imagine this town in the 20s. Paris in the 20s, in the rain. The artists and writers!
Inez: Why does every city have to be in the rain? What's wonderful about getting wet?

Spotlight - Terms for Concealing Priest Misconduct

Matt Carroll: I've been through a lot of these now. "Sick leave" isn't the only designation they use when they take one of these priests out of circulation. They use a slew of terms. "Absent on leave," "unassigned," "emergency response." They got a word for everything, these guys.
Sacha Pfeiffer: Hmm. Except "rape.

About Time - Discussion on Future Family Plans

Mary: What do you think about the kids?
Tim: What about them?
Mary: Not many of them, are there?
Tim: What?!
Mary: Well, I mean, two?
Tim: It's more than the Chinese are allowed.

About Time - Misunderstandings About Bad News

Mary: Okay. I have some bad news.
Tim: You're dying?
Mary: No, not that bad.
Tim: I'm dying?
Mary: No. My parents are in town. They're visiting and they're coming around.
Tim: Oh, God. Parents? American parents?

About Time - A Playful Exchange About Pajamas

Mary: I'm going to go into the bedroom and put on my new pajamas.
Tim: Right.
Mary: And then in a minute you can come in and take them off.

About Time - The Joy of Reading for a Living

Tim: So, what do you do?
Mary: I'm a reader at a publisher.
Tim: No! You read for a living?
Mary: Yes. That's it, I read.
Tim: Oh, that's so great. It's like someone asking, "What do you do for a living?" "Well, I breathe. I'm a breather. I get paid for breathing." How did you get that job?
Mary: Okay, smart-ass, what do you do?
Tim: [[lawyer] I am a ]. Sort of… Sort of.
Mary: [[sexy] That's ].
Tim: Is it?
Mary: I mean, I think so. In a suit, in a court, saving people's lives. Kinda sexy.
Tim: I guess it is. Although it's not as sexy as reading. Sitting there in an office in a little chair reading. Ooh!
Mary: [[books; [responsibility] Okay, stop. Just wait right there mister, because you know a lot of ] get submitted to my publisher. So it's an immense ].
Tim: [they both laugh; [prostitutes; [worry] I bet it is. But when you're doing normal reading, is it ruined because it's your job? You know, like ]? I always ] that when they stop being prostitutes that they can't enjoy sex anymore.
Mary: You always worry about that?
Tim: No, I sometimes worry about that.
Mary: Oh, okay, good. Because someone who always worried about that would be a bit of a worry.
Tim: When you read a newspaper do you think, "Forget this, it's work"?
Mary: Have you interviewed a lot of prostitutes?
Tim: When you read a menu, do you think, "No, I'm not reading this, unless you pay me hard cash"?
Mary: How many prostitutes will you need to talk to before this issue is solved?

Mean Girls - Regina's Harsh Judgment of a Peer

Regina George: This girl is the nastiest skank bitch I've ever met! Do not trust her! She is a fugly slut!!

Red Eye - A Night of Chaos and Complaints

Marianne Taylor: [smiles forcedly at Cynthia] Lisa! Do you have any idea what we've been through? First, there was no reservation. Then, our ceiling exploded. I got chunks of plaster all over me. I could get asthma.
Lisa Reisert: I'm so sorry, Mrs. Taylor. Is there anything we can do to make it up to you?
Marianne Taylor: Yes. Start by cleaning house. Get rid of her. She is completely useless.
Bob Taylor: Absolutely. And cheeky, too.
Lisa Reisert: [she looks over at Cynthia, then to the Taylors] I see. Well... Here's what you can do. You can fill out a comment card at our front desk.
Marianne Taylor: [indignantly to Bob] A comment card? She asked us to fill out a comment card.
Bob Taylor: You want us to fill out a comment card?
Lisa Reisert: Yes, I do. And after you've finished, you can go ahead and just shove it up your ass.
Cynthia: [as she walks away with Lisa, arm in arm] Yeah. You are so my hero.
Lisa Reisert: Let's open the bar.
Cynthia: Champagne?
Lisa Reisert: Oh, anything but a bay breeze.

Red Eye - A Life at Stake

Lisa Reisert: Please, just stop whoever's outside my dad's house!
Jackson Rippner: I already have, by twice intercepting these little communiques! You know, if they'd have fallen into the hands of a by-the-book stewardess, she'd have gone straight to the cockpit and we'd have landed somewhere else! If that happens, Leese, our guy in the BMW's gonna know about it, so do Dad a favor and stop gambling with his life!

Red Eye - Name Revelation in Tense Encounter

Lisa Reisert: Is it Jack for short?
Jackson Rippner: [pause] No. I haven't gone by Jack since I was ten years old. Last name's Rippner.
Lisa Reisert: Jack Rippner... Jack theee... oooohhhh.
Jackson Rippner: There you go.
Lisa Reisert: That wasn't very nice of your parents.
Jackson Rippner: That's what I told them. Before I killed them.

Red Eye - Professional Secrets Revealed in Conversation

Lisa Reisert: So what is it you do?
Jackson Rippner: Government overthrows, flashy high-profile assassinations. The usual.
Lisa Reisert: O.K. Why don't you just tell me what you do?
Jackson Rippner: I already did.

Red Eye - Defending Personal Space and Boundaries

Lisa Reisert: Not in my house!

Red Eye - Questioning Male Logic in Critical Moments

Lisa Reisert: Where's your male-driven fact-based logic now Jack?

The Notebook - Appreciation for Imperfection in Music

Allie Hamilton: You're a terrible singer... but I like this song...

The Notebook - The Illusion of Childhood Dreams

Allie Hamilton: Remember that time in the park? Everything felt so real.. but now I know that life is just an imagination, a pure imagination, and childhood dream shot to tears, due to the anxiety of tomorrow.

The Notebook - Reflections on Past Love and Memories

Allie Hamilton: It was real, wasn't it? You and me. Such a long time ago, we were just a couple of kids. But we really loved each other, didn't we?

The Notebook - Finding Peace Through Art

Allie Hamilton: Most of the time I have all these thoughts bouncin around in my head. But with a brush in my hand, the world just gets kinda quiet.

The Notebook - Rediscovering Lost Connections and Second Chances

Allie Hamilton: You gotta be kiddin me. All this time, that's what I've been missin'? Let's do it again.