Darius Lovehall: Say, baby... can I be Your slave? I've got to admit girl you're the shit girl... and I'm digging you like a grave. Now, do they call you Daughter to the Spinning Pulsar... or maybe Queen of 10,000 moons? Sister to the Distant yet Rising Star? Is your name Yemaya? Oh, hell no. Its got to be Oshun. Oooh, is that a smile me put on your face, child... wide as a field of jasmine and clover? Talk that talk, honey. Walk that walk, money. High on legs that'll spite Jehovah. Shit. Who am I? It's not important. But me they call me brother to the night. And right now... I'm the blues in yourleft thigh... trying to become the funk in your right. Who am I? I'll be whoever you say? But right now I'm the sight-raped hunter... blindly pursuing you as my prey. And I just want to give you injections... of sublime erections... and get you to dance to my rhythm... make you dream archetypes... of black angels in flight... upon wings of distorted, contorted... metaphoric jizm. Come on slim. Fuck your man. I ain't worried about him. It's you who I want to step to my scene. 'cause rather the deal with the fallacy... of this dry-ass reality... I'd rather dance and romance your sweet ass in a wet dream. Who am I? Well, they call me Brother to the night. And right now I'm the blues in your left thigh... trying to become the funk in your right. Is that all right?
Simon Stein: [reading from one of Rose's romance novels] "His fingers tangled in her curls while his tongue plundered the soft cavern of her mouth. She made no protests. Her furnace was alight. Jack drew his lips from hers and urged her forward so he could take one shirt-veiled nipple into his mouth. Kit's gasp urged him on. He licked the material until it clung to the right peak then drew the turgid flesh deep into his mouth. Kit moaned, her body spasming in response. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted." Okay, um, embarrassing as this is to admit, I'm officially turned on.
Sam: But you know, the thing about romance is... people only get together right at the very end.
Walt Koontz: You pay for sex? Rusty Zimmerman: Honey, there's no romance without finance.
Gabe: What happened after the honeymoon? Did desire grow or did familiarity make partners want other lovers? Was the notion of ever-deepening romance a myth along with simultaneous orgasm? The only time Rifkin and his wife experienced one was when they were granted their divorce. Maybe in the end, the idea was not to expect too much out of life.
[last lines] Grand Dame: My great-great-grandmother's portrait hung in the University up until the Revolution. By then, the truth of their romance had been reduced to a simple fairy tale. And while Cinderella and her Prince *did* live happily ever after, the point, gentlemen, is that they *lived*.
Diana Guzman: How come everything's gotta be romance with you? Marisol: I live for that shit, what can I say?
Alabama: I had to come all the way from the highway and byways of Tallahassee, Florida to MotorCity, Detroit to find my true love. If you gave me a million years to ponder, I would never have guessed that true romance and Detroit would ever go together. And til this day, the events that followed all still seems like a distant dream. But the dream was real and was to change our lives forever. I kept asking Clarence why our world seemed to be collapsing and things seemed to be getting so shitty. And he'd say, "that's the way it goes, but don't forget, it goes the other way too." That's the way romance is... Usually, that's the way it goes, but every once in awhile, it goes the other way too.
[finishing his latest romance novel] Melvin Udall: "'You saved my life,' she said... 'You'd better make it up to me.'"
Vialula: I suspect that your version of romance is whatever will separate me from my panties. Dr. Benjamin Stone: No, I am just talking about dinner. Wear make-up, put on a dress. Panties are optional.
Melana: Tonight, the romance has to end.
Barney Cousins: What's this? Wuthering Heights? Denise, is it not sufficent that while you shall be at peace, I shall ride in the torments of hell? Denise Cousins: ...It's romantic. Barney Cousins: If they can put it in a book it's not romantic. Romance has to be secret.
Roy Biggins: If you'll excuse me, I've got to get ready for the big night. Alex: Oh, that's right, you're about to romance a woman. You'll want to shower, shave, buy chloroform...
Joanne: [about Maureen] She cheated... Mark: She cheated. Joanne: Maureen cheated... Mark: Fucking cheated. Joanne: I'm defeated, I should give up right now. Mark: Gotta look on the bright side with all of your might... Joanne: I'd fall for her still, anyhow. Joanne, Mark: When you're dancing her dance you don't stand a chance. Her grip on romance makes you fall. Mark: So you think, "Might as well - " Joanne: Dance a tango to Hell. Joanne, Mark: At least I'll have tangoed at all.
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