Daisy quotes from Dead Like Me

Daisy

Goddamn it Georgia! Show some ambition! That's what separates us from the animals, you know. It's not the opposable thumb.

Daisy

[Rejecting Mason's ring] I won't fall in love, I won't get married, I won't grow old with someone, not with you or anyone.

Mason

Oh, bloody hell.

Daisy

[To Casey, the waitress] Diet Coke, chipped ice, but not too much.

Rube

I think this is about Betty. I think George has her own Warren Commission in her head and somehow has implicated me in Betty's disappearance. Am I right or am I right?

George

[To Rube] Can you pass me the ketchup?

Mason

[To Daisy] How you doin'?

Daisy

I don't think so.

Rube

[To George] That's all you want from me? The ketchup? 'Cuz the ketchup I can handle. But the guilt trip about Betty, that I can not. I don't know where Betty is.

Mason

[To Daisy] Ah- hem. Um, hello? I'm Mason.

Daisy

I don't think so.

Mason

[To George] What does that mean?

George

It means she hates you.

Rube

You lost your friend, Peanut, I'm sorry. Reapers come and go. That's life.

George

[voiceover] I missed Betty like crazy. I had a thousand and one questions, and I didn't know where to begin. Where was she? Was she o.k.? Was she coming back? What did Rube know? Somebody had to confront Rube and ask these questions. And, hopefully this person will be along soon.

Daisy

[To Casey] This isn't chipped ice.

We don't have chipped ice. All we got's cubes.

Daisy

Well, if you have cubes, and an ice pick, then you have chipped. Do you, Casey, have an ice pick?

Mm- hm. Ya. A nice one.

Daisy

Well, then I think we need to start over.

Mason

[To Casey] Uh, you see that Diet Coke? Thats on me.(To Daisy): I'm Mason.

George

[To Mason] You're a fuckin' moron.

Daisy

[To Rube] Is your name Rube?

Rube

It is.

Daisy

Well, I'm Daisy. Daisy Adair.

Rube

Well, you're two days early, Daisy Adair.

Daisy

Well, aren't you lucky?

Rube

This is Mason, as we know. And this is George. Daisy's one of us. Daisy's a reaper.

Daisy

[To George] George? Is that your given name?

George

Georgia.

Daisy

That's much prettier, I think I'll call you Georgia.

George

[voiceover] I hated her instantly. With all my guts.

George

What is she doing here?

Rube

She was transfered.

George

From...?

Daisy

New York! SoHo.

George

Why were you transfered?

Daisy

Well, that's kind of personal.

[To Daisy] One Diet Coke. Chipped ice.

Daisy

Thank you so much, Casey.

Mason

So, Daisy. Now, seriously, that Diet Coke is on me.

Mason

Ah!

Daisy

Excuse me, Miss! I need a refill.

George

[voiceover] I hated her a little less.

George

You know Daisy, I have a job, I mean what do you do?

Daisy

[Opens the door in a hurry, with a face masque on. Acting very Marilyn Monroe-ish.] Today I'm going to buy The New York Times, since you obviously don't have it delivered. Then I'm going to sit at that little corner shop and have a green tea and a muffin and then I'm going to look for a sweater set. This afternoon, if I'm so obligated, I’m going to collect someone's soul before they die. And if I look really pretty while I'm doing it well, then good for me. That's what I do, Georgia. [Slams the door shut]

George

[shouting] Daisy? Listen, I have some things I want to say to you. You can't just move your shit into my apartment and kick me out of my own bed...

Daisy

[crying] I never ever get a break. My mother abandoned me. My father... was never a father. I never really had a real home or even a place that I felt like I belonged. Why can't I belong. Why can't you accept me? I just want you to hold me. This life has been a collection of...disappointments and...heartache.

Daisy

And scene. Whew! "A collection of problems, disillusionment and unhappiness." Why do I always mutilate that line? Will you be a doll and help me run my lines? And please don't be afraid to stop me even if I'm off by one syllable, okay? Come on, it's magic time. Okay and... action!

Rube

[gesturing at his plate] What fresh hell is this?

Corned beef hash and eggs.

Rube

Corned beef hash, I speak not only for myself but aficionados of the dish, is to be fried, with a crisp exterior. This is...I don't know what this is. I'm flummoxed.

Daisy

It doesn't look good.

Rube

I do not say this phrase lightly, in this hallowed place: This is fucking inedible.

Daisy

How old do you think she is? I'm thinking 70.

George

I don't know. I'm not good at that.

Daisy

It's not supposed to be good at it, its just a game - Guess someone's age.

George

How old are you? Like 35?

Daisy

Yeah, you're not good at it.

Daisy

Well, I know this isn't something you care about, but I own some very beautiful clothes.

George

What's your point?

Daisy

He looks like a 'shedder'.

George

Ha! That's absolutely something I can live with.

Mason

I'll show you both, we'll be like Romeo and Juliet. We will.

George

You do know how that story ended, don't you?

Daisy

If Romeo had just masturbated a couple of times a week he would have saved both those nice families a heap of trouble.

George

What's the occasion?

Daisy

I'm guessing she had sex with a carnie.

Roxy

Why do I need to have an occasion to spread the love?

Mason

Because you are an ornery bitch and you eat puppy dogs for breakfast.

[To waiter] We'll have that dessert now, I think.

Daisy

[To M. K.'s friend]: I'm so sorry to interrupt. That scarf is absolutely beautiful. Where did you get it, if you don't mind me asking?

It was a gift. My husband bought it for me in San Francisco.

Daisy

So flattering.

As are you. What's your name, dear?

Daisy

Daisy Adair.

Do we know any Adairs?

Shawn Adair. But I don't think you're related to him. You're much too fresh and lovely and he is a little oily. Lebanese, I think. Anyway, uh, where were you raised, Daisy?

Daisy

I am one of the Greenwich Adairs.

Greenwich, Connecticut?

Daisy

Is there any other?

I'm Joyce, and this is Sylvia...

Hello.

... Jane and Mary Kate.

Daisy

So nice to meet you all.

Ah! Bananas Foster. My favorite.

Joyce is turning 30. For the 31st year in a row.

Are you married, Daisy? I have a son.

Daisy

I'm single, but I'm not really in the market. (Laughs)

Are you a lesbian? Sylvia has a daughter. (The waiter lights the dessert.) Oh, how exciting.

That dessert is so evil. 800,000 calories a bite.

Oh please, it's not like it's going to kill you.

Daisy

I believe your friend is choking on a sugar cookie.

Oh, my gosh.

Shit. Mary Kate's on fire.

Ohh! My coffee was Irish!

Is this a slum?

Daisy

Suburbs.

Oh well, same thing.

Daisy

Georgia! Are you wearing a fragrance this morning?

George

It's orange juice. I hate the bus.

Rube

Public transportation is the great equalizer.

George

I don't wanna be equal. Fuck equal.

Mason

Steal a car.

Daisy

What about a bicycle? I once had Dorothy's original bike from The Wizard of Oz. I knew someone from the props department.

Mason

Don't you mean you blew somebody in the props department?

Daisy

Knew, blew, tomato, tomahto. Once baby Judy died, I didn't want to ride it anymore, so I sold at an auction.

Rube

Speakin' of death, let's get to work. (Hands out post-its.)

Daisy

What do you say the very second we're done here, we go back to my place for a drink?

Mason

Don't fuck with me Daisy.

Daisy

I probably won't, but a drink isn't gonna kill anybody, least of all us. Right?

Daisy

You do that, you know. You withhold the love.

Rube

How can I withhold that which I do not possess?