Cruel Intentions (1999)

Annette Hargrove: I'm impressed. Sebastian Valmont: Well, I'm in love.

Bunny Caldwell: How dare you treat me with such disrespect! I got you off the streets and this is how you repay me? Ronald Clifford: Got me off the streets? I- I live on 59th and Park! Bunny Caldwell: Whatever!

Kathryn Merteuil: I hate it when things don't go my way. It makes me so horny.



Kathryn Merteuil: I think there's something going on between Cecile and her music teacher. Bunny Caldwell: Ronald? That's crazy! Kathryn Merteuil: I know, she's so young and he's so... Bunny Caldwell: Black!

Kathryn Merteuil: I wanna FUCK! Sebastian Valmont: And I don't.

Kathryn Merteuil: The parental units called while you were out. Sebastian Valmont: How IS your gold-digging whore of a mother enjoying Bali? Kathryn Merteuil: She suspects your impotent, alcoholic father is diddling the maid. Sebastian Valmont: Good.

Kathryn: I think that I'll go and take my new car for a ride. Sebastian: Kathryn, the only thing you'll be riding is me.

Kathryn: [on the phone] Cecile? ...OK, stop crying... stop crying. ...You know... hold on for Sebastian. Sebastian: Cecile? ...Stop crying.

[Reading a virgin's manifesto] Kathryn Merteuil: "Why I Plan to Wait" by Annette Hargrove, Kansas City, Kansas. Holy shit, is this girl for real? Sebastian Valmont: Oh, she's daddy's little angel, a paradigm of chastity and virtue.

Helen Rosemont: Sebaaaastian! Sebastian: [Under his breath.] Aw fuck me. [Hugging Helen.] Aunt Helen! God I've missed you!

Sebastian: I read your manifesto. Annette: You did? Sebastian: Yes. I must say, I found it rather... appalling. Annette: That's a first. Most people praise me for it. Sebastian: Most people are sheep. Who are you to criticize something you've never experienced? Annette: I wasn't critcizing. I just think people shouldn't experience the act of love unitl they are in love and I just don't think people our age are able to experience those kinds of emotions. Sebastian: Are you a lesbian? Annette: No! Sebastian: Sorry, I just kind of picked up on that lesbian vibe.

Annette: I wouldn't expect a man of your experience to understand my beliefs. Sebastian: Uh! What's THAT supposed to mean? Annette: I've been very well-informed of your reputation. Sebastian: What have you heard?! Annette: That you promise girls the world to get them in bed with you. Sebastian: Who told you this? Annette: A friend wrote me. Sebastian: That's a little tacky. Annette: Why do you sound so surprised? It's the truth isn't it? Sebastian: If you say so.

Kathryn: Everybody loves me, and I intend to keep that way.

Annette: People shouldn't experience the act of love until they are in love.

Sebastian: Why can't we be together? Annette: You wanna know why? Because I don't trust myself with you.

Kathryn: Don Juan is moving with the speed of a Special Olympics hurdler.

Sebastian: We've done some pretty fucked up shit in our time but this...I mean, we're destroying an innocent girl. You do realize that?

Cecile Caldwell: This sure doesn't taste like an iced tea. Sebastian: It's from Long Island.

Kathryn: I think that I'll go and take my new car for a ride. Sebastian: No, the only thing you'll be riding is me.

Sebastian: E-mail is for geeks and pedophiles.

Kathryn: If I win, then that hot little car of your's is mine. Sebastian: And if I win? Kathryn: I'll give you something you've been obsessing about ever since our parents got married. Sebastian: Could you be a little more specific? Kathryn: In English I'll fuck your brains out.

Kathryn: I'm the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side and sometimes I want to kill myself for it. So there's your psychoanalysis, Doctor Freud. Now are you in or are you out?

Kathryn: Introduce her to your world of sex, drugs and... what else do you do?

Sebastian: You could be a model. It's too bad you're not sexy.

Kathryn: My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible.

Blaine: The only reason I let him keep up this charade is because the man has a mouth like a Hoover.

Mrs. Sugarman: Oh, did I ever tell you the time, when my late husband sent me-- Sebastian: Yes, you already did, Mrs. Sugarman. Mrs. Sugarman: Oh, I did? Sebastian: Right after we played backgammon, Mrs. Sugarman. Mrs. Sugarman: Oh! We played backgammon? Sebastian: Uh huh. You beat me three times. Mrs. Sugarman: I did? Sebastian: Yup. Then I fucked your daughter. Mrs. Sugarman: Excuse me? Sebastian: I said, would you care for some water? Mrs. Sugarman: No, thank you.

Kathryn Merteuil: Fuck her yet? Sebastian Valmont: Working on it. Kathryn Merteuil: Loser. Sebastian Valmont: Blow me. Kathryn Merteuil: Call me later?

[Cecile returns home in the morning with her clothes rumpled and hair disheveled.] Bunny Caldwell: Jesus Christ, where have you been? Cecile Caldwell: Shopping.

Marci Greenbaum: Would you cut the psychobabble bullshit, Mom? There's pictures of me on the Internet. Dr. Greenbaum: What kind of pictures? Marci Greenbaum: Nudie pictures! What do you think? Dr. Greenbaum: JESUS CHRIST! How could you be so stupid?

[Kathryn gives Cecile a slight kiss on the mouth] Kathryn Merteuil: OK, this time I'm going to stick my tongue into your mouth.

Sebastian Valmont: That's a 1956 Jaguar Roadster. What makes you think I'll go for that bet? Kathryn Merteuil: Because I'm the only girl you can't have and it kills you. Sebastian Valmont: No thanks. Kathryn Merteuil: You can put it anywhere. Sebastian Valmont: You got yourself a bet, baby.

Kathryn Merteuil: The parental units called today. Sebastian Valmont: How IS your gold-digging whore of a mother? Kathryn Merteuil: She suspects your impotent, alcoholic father is diddling the maid.

Sebastian Valmont: I read your manifesto. Annette Hargrove: You did? Sebastian Valmont: I must say, I found it rather... appalling. Annette Hargrove: That's a first. Most people praise me for it. Sebastian Valmont: Most people are sheep.

Kathryn Merteuil: She's quite cute, you know. Young, supple breasts, a tight, firm ass and an uncharted pootie. Be her Captain Picard, Valmont. Boldly go where no man has gone before.

Sebastian Valmont: Cecile, you know what would be super-duper sexy? If you lost all the clothes. Cecile Caldwell: I don't think so.