Ransom: [playing outside in the snow]
Marta, opening a window: You’re gonna get sick, get back inside!
Ransom, looking around fearfully: GOD???
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@knives-out-incorrect-quotes
Ransom: [playing outside in the snow]
Marta, opening a window: You’re gonna get sick, get back inside!
Ransom, looking around fearfully: GOD???
Marta: I can't believe this is happening! This is a nightmare!
Marta: Wait. Maybe this IS a nightmare. [shuts eyes tight and tenses body]
Marta: Nope. Can't fly away. This is real life.
Ransom: What can I say? I’m charming and irresponsible.
Marta: Don’t you mean irresistible?
Ransom: No.
Harlan: You have a crush on Marta, don't you?
Ransom: I never said that. You may have heard it. I may have thought it. It may be true. But I never said it.
Ransom: Marta, you can't just back down! The only way to defeat a bully is to stand up to them!
Ransom: Trust me. I've bullied a lot of people.
Ransom: Marta, since I met you, I've noticed things I never knew were there before... birds singing, dew glistening on a newly formed leaf, systemic injustice...
Blanc: Marta, what do you think?
Marta: I wasn't listening, but I strongly disagree with Ransom.
Blanc: How many people need to get hurt before we learn a valuable lesson here? One? Two? Three? Four?
Linda: Blanc--
Blanc: No, no, hear me out. Five? Six? Seven?
Walt: Come on--
Blanc: Can I finish, please? Eight? Nine? Ten? Eleven? Twelve? Thirteen? Fou
Ransom: No matter how I look at this, I am in the wrong.
Ransom: And I've looked at this, like, a hundred different ways. From my point of view, from their point of view... 98 others, and--bottom line, I am in the wrong.
Ransom sowing: Haha fuck yeah!!! Yes!!
Ransom reaping: Well, this fucking sucks. What the fuck.
Ransom: Here's my wish for you, Marta. I want you to meet a great guy, and I want you to be happy.
Marta: Aw, Ransom. That's so sweet of you.
Ransom: My wish has come true, incidentally, because you've met me and you are happy.
Marta:
Marta: Am I?
Blanc: Why are Marta and Ransom sitting with their backs to each other?
Meg: They had an argument.
Blanc: Then why are they holding hands?
Meg: Marta gets sad when they fight.
Ransom: Look, I would never say this to her face, but I think Marta's an incredibly kind and wonderful person, and I'm glad I have her in my life.
Harlan: Why... why wouldn't you say that to her face?
Ransom: God, I'm such an idiot! [looks expectantly at Marta]
Marta:
Ransom:
Marta: If you're waiting for me to disagree, it's gonna be a long night.
Marta, picking up the phone: Hello?
Ransom: It's Ransom.
Marta: What did he do this time?
Ransom: No, it's Ransom, it's actually me.
Marta: Oh, okay.
Marta: What did you do this time?
Blanc: Do you mind if I leave you my business card?
Ransom: Sure, go ahead.
Blanc: [reaches into his pocket and pulls out a live turtle with his contact info written on its shell]
Ransom: Ok Marta, I know this is weird because you're my grandfather's nurse, and because up until and possibly including now I've repulsed you, but I like you.
Marta: I'm not dating you.