DRAMAS/PRIME TIME TELEVISION
1. Michael Scofield and Sara Tancredi – Prison Break (US)
Michael Scofield: You kept it.
Dr. Sara Tancredi: Kept what?
Michael Scofield: The flower.
Dr. Sara Tancredi: Well, I’m a packrat. I never throw anything out.
Michael Scofield: [looks around the spotless infirmary] Yeah, well this clutter. It’s… overwhelming.
Dr. Sara Tancredi: You should see my apartment.
Michael Scofield: Woah. We haven’t even had our first date yet and you’re already inviting me in. I thought you were a nice girl.
Dr. Sara Tancredi: Oh Michael, we all know nice girls finish last.
[motions for Michael to lift up his shirt]
Michael Scofield: So where do you finish?
Dr. Sara Tancredi: Depends on where I start. Deep breath.
Sara Tancredi: Scofield, I don’t know what you’re used to but anything short of a Filet Mingon isn’t gonna cut with me”
Michael Scofield: It’s a date.
Sara: What do you want from me Michael?
Michael: I need you to do something for me?
Michael: Wait for me…It won’t always be like this, this room, this place.
Sara: Untill then I can’t. We Can’t. I can’t and I’ve got to go…
2. Charles (Chuck) Bass and Blair Waldorf – Gossip Girl (US)
Chuck: I’m honoured to be playing even a small role in your deflowering.
Blair: You’re disgusting.
Chuck: Yes, I am, so why be shy?
Chuck: It’s a facility for the disturbed or addicted.
Blair: You must have your own wing.
Chuck: You don’t get nearly enough credit for your wit.
Blair: Chuck Bass, I do believe all your years of underage boozing and womanizing have finally paid off. Truly, I am proud.
Chuck: And you are my toughest critic.
Chuck: Victory party, here, tomorrow night.
Blair: I wouldn’t miss it.
Blair: Don’t be nervous, he’s gonna love it.
Blair: I do not believe this!
Chuck: How do you think I feel? I haven’t slept. I feel sick, like there’s something in my stomach. Fluttering.
Blair: Break a leg.
Chuck: I think I just did.
Chuck: I was in love with Blair and I’m sorry.
Chuck: Let’s take it slow this time. Do it right.
Blair: Chuck Bass is a romantic. Who knew?
Chuck: Well, now you do. That’s all that matters.
Chuck: You’re lying.
Blair: I am not!
Chuck: Your eyes are doing that thing where they don’t match your mouth.
Blair: I wasn’t aware that robots got jealous. Did they update your software while I was away?
Blair: You are disgusting. I hate you.
Chuck: Then why are you still holding my hand?
Blair: You here to gloat?
Chuck: Over what?
Blair: Well you won. Pop the champagne.
Chuck: I didn’t win.
Blair: Then why does it feel like I lost?
Chuck: The reason we can’t say those three words to each other, isn’t because they aren’t true.
Chuck: Look i’d rather wait. Maybe in the future…
Blair: I suppose there could be some excruciating pleasure in that.
Blair: Limos and virgins, your specialty!
Chuck: Just so you know, while there are few things I consider sacred, the back of the limo is one of them.
Blair: Chuck! Stop! Don’t go. Or if you have to leave, let me come with you.
Chuck: I appreciate the concern.
Blair: No. You don’t. You don’t appreciate anything today. But I don’t care. Whatever you’re going through, I want to be there for you.
Chuck: We talked about this. You are not my girlfriend.
Blair: But I am me. And you are you. We’re Chuck and Blair. Blair and Chuck. The worst thing you’ve ever done—the darkest thought you’ve ever had—I will stand by you through anything.
Chuck: And why would you do that?
Blair: Because I love you.
Chuck: Well that’s too bad.
Blair: You can’t run, you have to stay here and here it this time. Chuck Bass, I love you. I love you so much it consumes me. I love you and I know you love me too. Tell me you love me and everything we’ve done, all the gossip and the lies and the hurt will have been for something. Tell me it was for something.
Chuck: Maybe it was, but it’s not anymore.
Chuck: You were right. I was a coward running away again, but everywhere I went, you caught up with me. So I had to come back.
Blair: I want to believe you, but I can’t. You hurt me too many times.
Chuck: You can believe me this time.
Blair: Oh. That’s it?
Chuck: I love you too.
Blair: But can you say it twice? No i’m serious, say it twice!
Chuck: I love you, I love you, that’s three, four, I love you.
Chuck: I’m Chuck Bass. And I told you I love you. You’re saying I’m easier to win over than a bunch of pseudo-intellectual homesick malcontents. You’d really insult me like this?
Blair: That’s not how it is.
Chuck: That’s exactly how it is. So the next time you forget you’re Blair Waldorf, remember I’m Chuck Bass. And I love you.
Blair: Your real mother would never turn her back on a chance to know you.
Chuck: I don’t have a real mother Blair. I never will.
Blair: That doesn’t mean you’re alone. I love you Chuck, and I’ll always be your family.