Beatrice:
You really do put the W into 'anchorman', don't you?
[
last lines; Benedick and Beatrice are standing at the altar]
Benedick:
Remind me, what are we doing here?
Beatrice:
I have absolutely no idea.
Beatrice:
Don't you dare walk away when I'm shouting at you!
[
Beatrice walks in on Hero who is standing in a wedding dress]
Beatrice:
You're not going like that, are you?
Hero:
You're being jealous, Claude.
Claude:
I'm the fiancé... I'm supposed to be jealous.
Hero:
Jealous; not insane.
Hero:
There's only one word for the weather this weekend and that word is... very changeable
Beatrice:
[
to Benedick] Are you smoking crack?
Benedick:
I'm just making myself decent!
Beatrice:
Can I wait that long?
Beatrice:
[
Coming Forward] What fire is in mine ears? Can this be true? Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much? Contempt, farewell! an maiden pride, adieu! No glory lives behind the back of such. And, Benidick, love on; I will requite thee, Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand: If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee to bind our loves up in a holy band; For others say thou dost deserve, and I believe it better than reportingly.
Benedick:
[
talking to himself] Love's just one of those things a man grows into, like jazz and olives. I'm not going to let a few sarcastic remarks change the way I feel. After all, the world must be peopled. When I said I'd die a bachelor I just didn't realize I'd live this long!
[
at the hospital]
Benedick:
Here, I got you this.
Beatrice:
What is it?
Benedick:
Coffee... Maybe soup.
Beatrice:
Thanks but... I think I'll pass.
Benedick:
Bad hair day?
Beatrice:
Bad face day?
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