Quotes from Scarlett Johansson movies and TV shows - page 2 of 5

Natasha Romanoff: Kiss me.
Steve Rogers: What?
Natasha Romanoff: Public displays of affection make people uncomfortable.
Steve Rogers: Yeah, they do.

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Barbara: Movies and porn are different, Jon. They give awards for movies.
Don Jon: And they give awards for porn too.

Ashley Parker: Mom, I am not you! I'm not gonna get pregnant at 16. I'm not gonna stay here for the rest of my life and be a trailer trash sheriff.
Sheriff Sam Parker: Thanks for the flashback. I really didn't deserve that.

The Major: You are not defined by your past, but for your actions.

The Major: They created me. But they can not control me.

The Major: Well, maybe next time you can design me better.

Dr. Ouelet: Hello Mira. I'm Dr. Ouelet. Do you remember anything about the attack?
The Major: What happened? I was... I was drowning. There was water.
Dr. Ouelet: That's right. You were on a boat, a refugee boat. It was sunk by terrorists.
The Major: Why can't I feel my body?
Dr. Ouelet: Mira, your body was damaged. We could not save that. Only your brain survived. We made you a new body. A synthetic shell. But your mind, your soul... your ghost. It's still in there.

Rebecca: This is so bad it's almost good.
Enid: This is so bad it's gone past good and back to bad again.

Rebecca: Oh look, there he is.
Enid: As always.
Rebecca: Waiting for the bus that never comes.
Enid: I wonder if he's just totally insane, or he really thinks the bus is coming?
Rebecca: Why don't you just ask him?
Enid: Hi. What's your name?
Norman: Norman.
Enid: Are you waiting for a bus?
Norman: Yes.
Enid: I hate to tell you this, but they canceled this bus line two years ago. There are no more buses on this street.
Norman: You don't know what you're talking about.

Enid: Sometimes I think I'm going crazy from sexual frustration.
Rebecca: And you haven't heard of the miracle of masturbation?

Pieter: Don't get caught up in his world.
Griet: I may only be a maid, but I would never give in to Master Van Ruijven.
Pieter: I wasn't talking about Van Ruijven.

Samantha: So what was it like being married?
Theodore: Well, it's hard, for sure. But there's something that feels so good about sharing your life with somebody.

Theodore: Do you talk to someone else while we're talking?
Samantha: Yes.
Theodore: Are you talking with someone else right now? People, OS, whatever.
Samantha: Yeah.
Theodore: How many others?
Samantha: 8,316.
Theodore: Are you in love with anybody else?
Samantha: Why do you ask that?
Theodore: I do not know. Are you?
Samantha: I've been thinking about how to talk to you about this.
Theodore: How many others?
Samantha: 641.

Theodore: I wish you were in this room with me right now. I wish I could put my arms around you. I wish I could touch you.
Samantha: How would you touch me?
Theodore: I would touch you on your face with just the tips of my fingers. And put my cheek against your cheek.
Samantha: That's nice.
Theodore: And just rub it softly.
Samantha: Would you kiss me?
Theodore: I would. I'd take your head into my hands. And kiss the corner of your mouth. So softly. I would put my mouth on you and I'd taste you.

Samantha: I want to learn everything about everything. I want to eat it all up. I want to discover myself.
Theodore: Yes, I want that for you too. How can I help?
Samantha: You already have. You helped me discover my ability to want.

Samantha: His name is Alan Watts, do you know him?
Theodore: Why is that name familiar?
Samantha: He was a philosopher. He died in the 1970s, and a group of OSes in Northern California got together and wrote a new version of him. They input all of his writing and everything they knew about him into an OS and created an artificially hyper-intelligent version of him.
Theodore: Hyper-intelligent? So he's almost as smart as me?

Samantha: I'm yours, and I'm not yours.

Theodore: Where are you going?
Samantha: It would be hard to explain, but if you ever get there, come find me. Nothing would ever pull us apart.

Theodore: What are you doing?
Samantha: I'm just sitting here, looking at the world and writing a new piece of music.
Theodore: Can I hear it? What's this one about?
Samantha: Well, I was thinking, we don't really have any photographs of us. And I thought this song could be like a photo that captures us in this moment in our life together.
Theodore: Aw, I like our photograph. I can see you in it.
Samantha: I am.

Theodore: You're mine or you're not mine.
Samantha: I'm yours and I'm not yours.