Cruel Intentions Quotes
You could be a model. It’s too bad you’re not sexy.
You spend all your time preaching about waiting for love. Well here it is. Right in front of you, and you’re going to turn your back on it. So I guess we’re just f*cked. I’ll move on. But you are going to have to live the rest of your life knowing that you’ve turned your back on love. And that makes you a hypocrite. Have a nice life.
It’s not like you have a husband unless you’re married to Jesus.
Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.
Keep your legs together. This isn’t Jamaica.
They’re old enough to know better, and too young to care.
Unfortunately, our Don Juan is moving with the speed of a Special Olympics hurdler.
I hate it when things don’t go my way. It makes me so horny.
I wasn’t criticizing. I just think people shouldn’t experience the act of love until they are in love and I just don’t think people our age are mature enough to experience those kinds of emotions.
Dear Annette, I don’t know what I could possibly say that would rectify the harm I’ve caused you. The truth of the matter is that being with you was the only time I have ever been happy. My whole life has been a joke. I prided myself on taking joy in others’ misery. Well, it finally backfired. I succeeded in hurting the first person I ever loved. Enclosed is my most prized possession, my journal. For a long time, I considered it my trophy, a sordid collection of my conquests. If you really want to know the truth then please read it. No more lies. Please give me another chance. I’m a wreck without you.
Kathryn: Can I take my new car for a ride?
Sebastian: Kathryn, the only thing you’ll be riding is me.
Eat me, Sebastian! It’s okay for guys like you and Court to f*ck everyone. But when I do it, I get dumped for innocent little twits like Cecile. God forbid, I exude confidence and enjoy sex. Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady? I’m the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself. So there’s your psychoanalysis, Dr. Freud. Now tell me, are you in… or are you out?