Girls quotes

Shoshanna

I mean like Adam's about to be on Broadway, Marnie's clearly about to be a pop star and I don't know, you were supposed to be the famous artist in this group and now you're just working in advertising.

Hannah

Am I seriously the only one of us who prides herself on being a truly authentic person?

Hannah

It's made me want to find a hole in the world, in the shape of me and just fill it up.

Adam

Well, I'm sick of trying to work it out. Can't one thing ever be easy with you?

Marnie

If you're here to tell me what a bad person I am, I don't wanna hear it. Seriously I know and no, I have not told Shoshanna yet but I will and I fucking know I have to do it. And I know that I need to have more respect for the emotional property of other women and I know that I use sex for validation because it's what I do.

What are you staring at me about?

Marnie

What do you mean?

You're staring at me.

Marnie

I'm staring at you? You're playing aggressive guitar at me.

There's nothing aggressive about that. It's a ballad.

Marnie

Okay.

I think it's weird you haven't said anything since noon.

Marnie

Well, we're in a fight, so I don't want to talk to you.

Well...

Marnie

That's kind of the definition of fighting.

That's kind of the definition of cold.

Marnie

No, I'm not cold, I'm mad.

Yeah. So you can't even let me know that you're... that you're here with me? You can't even connect?

Marnie

No, I don't... I don't want to connect. I want space. Well, I don't want space. I love you. See, Desi, that's a major part of the problem. That you don't seem to care at all about what I want.

Oh, I don't care what you want?

Marnie

Yeah, you don't care.

Would you prefer that I just pretend nothing's wrong with me? And stop feeling all of my feelings and... and hug you and fuck you and tell you how amazing you are and how much I love you?

Marnie

That sounds really positive to me.

I think that'd make you happy, too.

Marnie

Oh, Jesus.

No.

Marnie

Whoa.

You know you just recoiled from my touch?

Marnie

I didn't.

You recoiled from my touch like I'm a monster.

Marnie

Oh, my God. You know something? In all the months that we courted, I never dreamed that you could be this cruel.

Cruel?

Marnie

Yeah.

Oh, are you fucking serious? Cruel? I don't want to go get a scone with you this morning and now I'm cruel? Oh, boy. You're... you've got to be kidding me. I want to fucking die.

Marnie

No, you don't. You don't want to die.

Yes I do, I wanna fucking kill myself. You don't want to kill yourself, either. You are far too narcissistic to kill yourself.

Open your heart to me. Bella, open your heart to me now! Stop.

Marnie

It's fucking open!

Bella!

Marnie.

Marnie

Yeah?

Try these on. Try those on.

Marnie

Oh, my God, I can't try all these on.

Yes, you can. I'm just giving you options, baby, you know what I mean? I'm just giving you options. I'm just giving you more and more options. Okay. Hey. Hey, do you, ah, do you have a bathroom I can use? I'm gonna buy stuff. I just need to use the bathroom.

Oh, yeah, there's a burrito place next door. You just have to, like, buy a soda or something.

Marnie

Oh, okay.

Uh, Marnie, I'll be right back!

Okay. That dress looks really pretty on you.

Marnie

Oh, thank you so much. I feel like a Bob Mackie Barbie doll.

Oh, no, that's 100% the look. That's what people come in here wanting.

Marnie

That guy's my ex-boyfriend. I haven't seen him in literally almost two years until just now. Or like, just before right now. He left without any explanation, and now I'm married to, like, an entirely different man who's also my musical partner.

Cool.

Marnie

I know you might be wondering, like, how does someone fit that much action into such a short amount of time. Yes, I am only 25 and a half years old.

That's no, that seems right. But somehow I've managed to live so much. I feel like I'm looking out the eyes of a woman at hands that have touched and have been touched. Does that make any sense? Whoa, oh. Hey, oh, my God. You look great.

Marnie

Yeah? Are you sure? I don't know.

That's perfect, yeah. No, you look awesome. All right, let's do this. Yeah? How much is it?

Marnie

What? I need heels and stuff like that.

Doesn't matter. No, no, no, you're good. They're waiting on us!

Marnie

What are you doing? What are we doing here?

I just have a friend who asked me to swing by.

Marnie

What kind of friend? Everyone here is 150 years old.

Just wait here a second, okay?

Marnie

No way.

Just wait one second.

Marnie

No fucking way. I'm not standing here alone in this dress.

All right. Suit yourself, come on. Brian, hello.

Hello, sir.

Brian, this is my fiancée, Masha.

Masha, it's a pleasure.

Uh, will you ladies excuse us for just a moment?

Of course, Brian. He buying cocaine for us to have party.

Yeah, I can see that. Out of curiosity, how old are you?

Marnie

25 and half.

Makes sense.

Okay, uh, I'm just gonna use the bathroom really quick, okay?

What's your name, darling?

Marnie

I'm Magita. Magita Perez.

Well, Magita, what would you say if I asked you to join Masha and me later upstairs? Masha? Me?

Is Brian the person I should talk to negotiate that?

Marnie

No, no, I'll handle it. I'm, uh, 300 cash, up front.

Room 1206. We'll be there by 10:30.

Marnie

Sounds good, except there's a $200 fee if I'm going above the tenth floor. I'm afraid of heights. And a hundred-dollar gown rental fee. Unless you want me to wear my jeans.

See you in an hour.

Marnie

Looking forward to it.

Marnie

I'm a fucking monster!

Hannah

So, Marnie's been fucking Desi for a full two weeks. Ray has no idea and thinks he's just in a regular in-love couple. And Marnie says that Desi cries every time they say hell or goodbye to each other, and now she and Desi are seriously considering trying anal.

Elijah

He’s not getting anything up Marnie’s ass!

Road trips and skinny dips!

Marnie

America!

Hannah

When I was in fifth grade, I had this English teacher, Mr. Lasky. He liked me. He was impressed with me. I did, like, special creative writing. I wrote, like, a little novel or whatever. Sometimes when he was talking to the class, he'd stand behind me and he'd just, like, rub my neck. Sometimes he'd, like, rub my head, rustle my hair. And I didn't mind. It made me feel special. It made me feel like someone saw me and they knew that I was gonna grow up and be really, really particular. It also made kids hate me and put lasagna in my fucking backpack, but that's a different story. Anyway, last year, I'm at this, like, whatever, warehouse party in Bushwick, and this dude comes up to me and he's like, "Horvath, "we went to middle school together, East Lansing." And I'm like, "Oh, my God, remember how crazy Mr. Lasky's class was? "He was basically trying to molest me." And you know what this kid said? He looks at me in the middle of this buckskin party like he's a judge and he goes, "That's a very serious accusation, Hannah." And he walked away. And there I am, and I'm just 11 again, and I'm just getting my buckskin neck rubbed. Because that stuff never goes away.