Cecily: Raj says my version of being on a budget is purchasing a €20,000 dress for €2,000.
Ohan: That is a great deal. Especially if you can sell it for €10,000.
Cecily: The problem is, I get attached to things. Especially things I have acquired through good deals. I feel it in my soul. In my blood. The deal-making. I am my mother’s daughter.
Ohan: Which part of your blood makes you not sell?
Cecily: The Cecily part.
Alexander: What do you want to happen with Ohan?
Cecily: I would like to see him once every six months, for a week of pure bliss, and never ruin the incredible beauty of what we have by turning it into some conventional full-time relationship. What do you want with Sam? Full-time lying on a beach and reading Proust to each other, while he occasionally barbecues kale and tempeh?
Alexander: I’ll be honest and say I want to know he’s not sleeping with anyone else, and to hear him say “I love you”, and a cute two-bedroom in Park Slope, with matching miniature schnauzers. Plus kale and tempeh in abundance.
Cecily: I haven’t shaved my under arms in four days. It’s depressing.
Alexander: I never manscape anymore, unless I am seeing Sam. I am in a very dark place. I have to go to Whole Foods. In the rain. To grind my imported Brazilian coffee.
Cecily: Can I be Rahoul?
Rahoul: You cannot be Rahoul, but you can be on top of him, just once.
Cecily: I am in bed, listening to my lover play Flamenco guitar, and the light is streaming through a glorious open window. I want somebody to bring me a croissant.
Arnaud: You are in a bad position, meine Führerin. A real and charismatic leader has everything she desires without asking.
Fleur: Don’t go to the wedding. There are religious people there. You don’t want to draw God’s attention to you. You’re in his blind spot. Stay that way.
Maurice: Love is ephemeral.
Carlo: But we will always have sparkling water.
Carlo: Try to do some administration. Do not be too full of sentiment. You are like a rich man who does not know what to do with his money.
Cecily: But I am not rich!
Carlo: You are rich. You have two men in love with you.
Carlo: How lips that love could pause to smoke, I do not understand.
Cecily: You have captured my heart.
Carlo: But you have so many hearts. Your seventh heart loves me, I think. Your third heart is reserved for someone you do not know yet.
Cecily: Only my third heart? Well, it could be very practical that way, to only take reservations for one section of a public garden.
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