Samantha Who?
Favorite Samantha Who? Quotes
I was reading an article the other day, by which I mean I was watching tv, and it said that happiness comes from realizing which things in life you just can't control and then controlling them, even if it kills you. That might not have been the lesson. I was flipping around.
Howard: (looking at semi-nude photograph) OK... now we're talking.
Regina: Oh, well... sure. You like that one. It's a naked woman.
Howard: Well, that's not why I like it. There's an overall theme. There's an intimacy to it.
Regina: Well, that's what those artists do. They get these models drunk, loosen their inhibitions and have sex with them. You saw Titanic.
Howard: I don't like it because of the sex. There's an idea. There's a point of view...
Regina: (interrupting) There's a mole... It's our daughter.
Howard: Oh, my God.
Samantha: You know what? For some reason, I'm not welcome into the apartment that I own.
Frank: Maybe because you tried to destroy his relationship with Chloe.
Samantha: (mumbling) I don't know... I'm not a mind reader.
Regina: Don't do that. I need the address.
Samantha: What? You're going?
Regina: Yeah, I didn't sleep with him.
Howard: Art should challenge you. If I'm gonna pay twelve dollars for parking, art should make me think. I'm not thinking, Regina.
Regina: Well, don't let it stop you from talking.
Well, that's what those artists do. They get these models drunk. They loosen their inhibitions and they sleep with them. You saw Titanic.
Regina
...The meaning can be interpreted in countless ways, like that statue of a giant clothespin.
Howard: Samantha, what the hell is going on in here?
Samantha: If I told you, I don't think you'd be very happy.
Howard: Well, I don't expect things to make me happy. I'm from a different generation.
Samantha: Andrea, you know something and I want to hear it.
Andrea: There was an incident a few years ago. You and I were coming out of a club.
Samantha: And?
Andrea: Sorry, usually by now, you're like "Oh my God" and then you remember everything.
Samantha: Just tell me the story!
Samantha: My heart is still beating like crazy. You gotta feel this. (takes Dena's hand and places it on her chest)
Dena: Yeah, I'm kind of creeped out by the fact that there's something in our chests that's pumping blood. I do not like that.
A lot of work. All the photography, you know. I mean, enough with the weddings already. Take the money and buy a house people.
Todd
Andrea: Why didn't you tell me? I know fifteen euro trash partiers who could be here in five minutes.
Dena: It's Samantha's birthday party, you can't fill it with strangers.
Andrea: She has amneasia.
Dena: Start dialing.
