pushing daisies, season 1.
dialogue prompts from the first season of bryan fuller's pushing daisies.
i asked you not to use the word 'zombie'. it's disrespectful.
you're either living or you're dead.
i used to think 'masturbation' meant chewing your food.
when was the last time someone touched you with affection?
i don't remember anything from when i was ten.
you were my first kiss, too. want to be my last?
if you don't want to kiss me, it's okay.
what if you didn't have to be dead?
when people aren't being honest, their eye twitches, like yours did just now.
i always wondered if you'd come back.
i guess you came back when i needed you most.
i suppose dying's as good an excuse as any to start living.
i'd kiss you if it wouldn't kill me.
i'm not mad, i just want to know. i'll be mad if you lie to me, though.
i don't think justice was on the menu. maybe as a side dish, but not as an entrée.
you can't just touch somebody's life and be done with it.
we all have childhood issues, okay? believe me. i've got the full subscription.
i was hoisted by my own petard.
this is fantastic. being honest is fun.
_____ always wanted to get away.
i just thought my world would be a better place if you were in it.
do you have any last words or thoughts or requests?
don't you want to know about me? i want to know everything about you.
i hate having secrets, and now i am one.
you never can completely erase anything.
the dead don't talk. usually.
that wasn't the truth bus, that was the bitchy crosstown express.
do you think dying has made me morbid?
that was a very mean thing you did.
i didn't actively kill. i'm not an active killer. i'm not a killer.
you killed someone for me?
any neuroses? pathologies?
i didn't murder anyone. there was no malice or forethought.
we make choices and we live with the consequences. if someone gets hurt along the way, we ask for forgiveness. it's the best we can do.
i'm here as a concerned citizen of the world.
don't contradict an old man. it's disrespectful.
what is this, the idiot brigade?
i can't imagine anything about you that isn't something that i like.
you know you want to read it.
there's so much i'm learning about you.
i think heaven's closer than you think.
did you just kick me under the table?
i thought if i locked it all away, i could forget.
do you remember very much about my father?
then why do i still miss him?
we see what i want to see?
sometimes you have to keep a secret, even if it means hurting someone.
you really don't have to stay. i can totally take care of myself.
bourbon is just flashy chamomile.
thank you for respecting my secret.
you should run. save yourself.
i had to confront a ghost today.
were you watching me sleep?
i've been watching you. not obsessively, but i've been paying attention.
if you feel something, it's real.
haven't you ever used someone for commercial gain?
we are an 'us', aren't we?
you can say it all you want. i've stopped listening.
'surprise' has never been a very good word for me.
isn't it great we can joke?
moods, plural. not all of them good.
i don't do 'loose'. i prefer 'tightly wound'.
while i have you here, would you take my photo?
we're not at that stage of our friendship yet. please don't cry in front of me.
you'd be surprised what you can hear when you press your ear to the right pipe.
i think it's brave to try to be happy.
you are so sweet. somebody could get a cavity standing next to you.
you let your emotions get away from you, and everything falls apart.
you didn't come here to apologize at all, did you?
you know how to pick a lock?
why are you dressed like a cat burglar?
sometimes a crime of passion is not seeing the passion in time.
i think you were my phantom limb.
it may be romantic, but it's not dignified.
go clean yourself up. you look like crap.
you know you have a tell when you lie?
i need to tell someone the truth, even if they don't believe me.
i have to hate you a little. just for a little while.
i'm sorry. i thought i pulled it together, but then i came apart.
it can be so exhausting carrying a secret.
do i look like a damn ouija board to you?