Silver Linings Playbook (2012) Best Movie Quotes

Starring: Bradley Cooper, Jennifer Lawrence, Robert De Niro, Jacki Weaver, Chris Tucker, Anupam Kher, John Ortiz, Shea Whigham, Julia Stiles, Paul Herman, Dash Mihok, Matthew Russell

OUR RATING: ★★★½

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Romantic dramedy written and directed by David O. Russell based on the novel of the same name. Silver Linings Playbook (2012) follows Pat (Bradley Cooper), a man with bipolar disorder, who after losing job and wife, and spending time at a psychiatric hospital, moves back in with his parents, Pat Sr. and Dolores (Robert De Niro and Jacki Weaver). Determined to win back his estranged wife, Pat meets recently widowed Tiffany Maxwell (Jennifer Lawrence), who offers to help him get his wife back if he enters a dance competition with her. The two become closer as they train, starting up an unusual courtship as they cope with their problems.

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'You have to do everything you can. You have to work your hardest. And if you do, if you stay positive, you have a shot at a silver lining.' – Pat (Silver Linings Playbook) Click To Tweet

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Pat: [reading his speech] What, are you kidding me? Sundays? I love Sundays. I live for Sundays. The whole family’s together. Mom makes braciole. Dad puts the jersey on. We’re all watching the game. Yeah, it drives me crazy. And, yes, I was negative. You didn’t even know that I loved it, Nikki, but I did. I just didn’t appreciate it, or you, before.

Pat: [continues his speech] I lost all that. I blew it. But you also blew it. We can get it back. We’re going to get it back. It’s all going to be better now. I’m better now, and I hope you are, too.

Pat: Once you get in the right frame of mind, I think anything’s possible. I think we get, we so often get caught in this state of negativity, and it’s a poison like nothing else.

Randy: What’s more, what’s more American than a cowboy?
Pat Sr.: You know what’s more American?
Randy: What?
Pat Sr.: Benjamin Franklin, that’s what’s more American.
Randy: Benjamin Franklin?
Pat Sr.: Benjamin Franklin. The founder of our country, here in Philadelphia.
Randy: You mean the guy with the little glasses and the long scraggly hair?
Pat Sr.: What about the lightning with the kite? He stood in the storm with a kite.
Randy: If he wasn’t on the hundred dollar bill, nobody would even know who he is.

Pat: So what are you doing with yourself?
Pat Sr.: You know, I’m going to start a restaurant. It’s going to be a cheesesteak place.
Pat: How you going to pay for it?
Pat Sr.: I’m going to pay for it. Don’t worry about it.
Pat: From your bookmaking?
Pat Sr.: Who told you that?
Pat: Mom told me. Outside.
Dolores: I did not. No, I didn’t.
Pat: You just told me outside, mom. What are you talking about? Five minutes ago, we were walking up the stairs, she said, “Don’t say anything, but dad lost his job and he’s bookmaking.”

Pat Sr.: Listen, Patrick, she’s gone. She’s not around anymore. Nikki left.
Pat: What are you doing, dad?! Excelsior! Excelsior. Excelsior.
Pat Sr.: What does that mean?
Pat: It means, you know what I’m going to do, I’m going to take all this negativity, and I’m going to use it as fuel, I’m going to find a silver lining, that’s what I’m going to do. And that’s no bulls**t. That’s no bulls**t. That takes work, and that’s the truth.

'One incident can change a lifetime.' - Dr. Cliff Patel (Silver Linings Playbook) Click To Tweet

Pat: I just can’t believe Nikki’s teaching that book to the kids. I mean the whole time, let me just break it down for you, the whole time you’re rooting for this Hemingway guy to survive the war and to be with the woman that he loves, Catherine Barkley.
Dolores: It’s four o’clock in the morning, Pat.
Pat: And he does. He does. He survives the war, after getting blown up he survives it, and he escapes to Switzerland with Catherine. But now Catherine’s pregnant. Isn’t that wonderful? She’s pregnant. And they escape up into the mountains and they’re going to be happy, and they’re going to be drinking wine and they dance, they both like to dance with each other. There’s scenes of them dancing, which was boring, but I liked it, because they were happy. You think he ends it there? No! He writes another ending. She dies, dad! I mean, the world’s hard enough as it is, guys. It’s f***ing hard enough as it is. Can’t somebody say, “Hey, let’s be positive? Let’s have a good ending to the story?”

Dolores: Pat, you owe us an apology.
Pat: Mom, I, for what? I can’t apologize. I’m not going to apologize for this. You know what I will do? I will apologize on behalf of Ernest Hemingway, because that’s who’s to blame here.
Pat Sr.: Yeah, have Ernest Hemingway call us and apologize to us too.

Pat Sr.: Oh, please. Do us a favor, don’t read for a while. What are you wearing a garbage bag for?
Pat: I’m going to go run now.

Dr. Cliff Patel: [at Pat’s therapy session] I’m sorry about that song. I just wanted to see if it was still a trigger for you.
Pat: Bravo. It’s a trigger. I’m not going to take any meds, I should just tell you that right now.
Dr. Cliff Patel: No, You have to take medicine.
Pat: No, I’m not going to take any medicine.

Pat: My father is the explosion guy. I’m not that guy. He got kicked out of that stadium he beat up so many people at Eagles games. He’s on the exclusion list. I had one incident.
Dr. Cliff Patel: One incident can change a lifetime.
Pat: But I’m ready. I’m ready to take responsibility for my side of the street. She just needs to take responsibility for hers.
Dr. Cliff Patel: What’s hers?
Pat: What’s hers?! Are you joking?

Pat: I don’t feel good when I’m on them, mom. I don’t feel good.
Dolores: You’ve got to take your medication.
Pat: I’m so much clearer without them. Mom, it make me bloated. I don’t like the way it makes me look.

Dolores: Why are you wearing a garbage bag?
Pat: To sweat.
Pat Sr.: Sit down, come on. Sit down.
Pat: I don’t want to.
Pat Sr.: We’re seven minutes in, no score. Come on, help turn the juju around.
Pat: I don’t believe in juju, dad.
Pat Sr.: Oh, come on, Mister Excelsior. You want to be positive? Be positive. Sit down.

'When life reaches out with a moment like this, it's a sin if you don't reach back. I'm telling you, it's a sin if you don't reach back, and it'll haunt you for the rest of your days like a curse.' - Pat Sr. Click To Tweet

Pat Sr.: [as they hear touchdown on the TV] You see?! You see that?! You’re meant to be here! This is special. Everything happens for a reason. That’s why you came home. Embrace it! Embrace it!
Pat: I’m the reason? I don’t think so.

Nancy: What are you doing here?
Pat: I just came by to say hi, to let you know I’m ready to come back to work.
Nancy: You shouldn’t be here.
Pat: I’ll work full-time, half-time. I’ll work, I’ll sub, I’ll work history, whatever you want.

Pat: Aright. I’m better. I just want to let you know, I’m better now. Okay?
Nancy: Yeah.
Pat: I’m better. I feel good. I feel so good. Look at my eyes. Look at my eyes. Look at how clear they are. I’m not a complainer anymore. I’m a positive guy.

Nancy: You know, a lot went down. People will get over it. It’ll be all good. It’ll work out.
Pat: Yes! It will be!
Nancy: Yeah.
Pat: I’m going to take that as a silver development, Nancy! A silver development! That’s a silver lining!

Pat: Congratulations on the baby, but I’m not buying the invitation.
Ronnie: Because you think Veronica still hates you?
Pat: I know Veronica still hates me.
Ronnie: That’s not true.
Pat: Yes, it is. Nikki always said that “Ronnie’s wife keeps his social calendar where she keeps his balls, in her purse.”
Ronnie: That’s not true.

Officer Keogh: Do yourself a favor. Respect the restraining order, okay? Five hundred feet.
Pat Sr.: You hear what he just said? You have a restraining order.
Pat: Yeah, dad, I know
Pat Sr.: Thank you, Officer.
Officer Keogh: If you need anything, my card.
Pat Sr.: Thank you. Sorry. We understand.
Pat: Since when do cops have cards?

Dr. Cliff Patel: [referring to Nikki] Pat, there’s a possibility, and I want you to be prepared for it, that she may not return. True love is about letting her go and seeing if she returns. In the meantime, if you listen to that song, I don’t want you to fall apart. So get a strategy, okay? You need one.
Pat: Let me just say something. I’m going to say something.
Dr. Cliff Patel: Okay.
Pat: This is what I believe to be true. This is what I learned in the hospital. You have to do everything you can. You have to work your hardest. And if you do, if you stay positive, you have a shot at a silver lining.

Veronica: Oh, you wore a jersey to dinner.
Ronnie: Isn’t it awesome?
Veronica: Not for dinner.

Ronnie: I’m not okay. Don’t tell anybody. Listen to me. I feel like I’m getting crushed and…
Pat: Crushed by what?
Ronnie: Everything. The family, the baby, the job, the f***ing d**ks at work. And it’s like, you know, like I’m trying to do this, you know, and then I’m like suffocating.
Pat: Holy s**t.
Ronnie: You can’t be happy all the time.
Pat: Who told you can’t be happy?
Ronnie: It’s alright. You just do your best. You have no choice.
Pat: That’s not true at all.
Ronnie: You just can’t.

Pat: [as Ronnie lets him know Tiffany is coming to dinner] Tiffany and Tommy?
Ronnie: Yeah. I mean, just Tiffany.
Pat: What happened to Tommy?
Ronnie: He died.
Pat: Tommy died?
Ronnie: Cops die.

'The only way you could meet my crazy was by doing something crazy yourself. Thank you. I love you. I knew it the minute I met you. I'm sorry it took so long for me to catch up. I just got stuck.' - Pat (Silver Linings Playbook) Click To Tweet

Pat: I’m not flirting with you.
Tiffany: Oh, I didn’t think you were.
Pat: I just see that you made an effort, and I’m going to be better with my wife, I’m working on that. I want to acknowledge her beauty. I never used to do that. I do that now. Because we’re going to be better than ever, Nikki. Just practicing. How did Tommy die?

Pat: [referring to the frame mounted on the wall] It’s a brick oven, it’s a brick oven.
Tiffany: It’s a light.
Veronica: Ooh. Ooh! Warmer, warmer, warmer. Don’t think so hard. Don’t think so hard. Don’t think so hard.
Tiffany: It’s a drawer at a morgue where they pull out dead bodies and shoot them with formaldehyde.
Pat: Where would the dead body go though? Because the outside…
Tiffany: It’s a joke!
Veronica: It’s a fireplace.
Tiffany: In the middle of the wall?

Veronica: You know, Tiffany’s been doing this dance thing for years and she’s real good at it. She’s going to be competing at the Ben Franklin Hotel.
Pat: Oh, really? My wife loves dance. Nikki loves dance.
Tiffany: Why do you have to talk about me like that?
Veronica: I’m just bragging about you. Can’t I brag about my little sister?
Tiffany: Don’t talk about me in the third person.
Veronica: Please, give it a break.
Tiffany: I’m right here.
Veronica: Just be nice.

Tiffany: What meds are you on?
Pat: Me? None. I used to be on Lithium and Seroquel and Abilify. But I don’t take them anymore, no. They make me foggy and they also make me bloated.
Tiffany: Yeah, I was on Xanax and Effexor. But I agree, I wasn’t as sharp, so I stopped.

Tiffany: Are you going to walk me home or what?
Pat: You mean me?
Tiffany: Yeah, you. Are you going to walk me home?
Pat: You have poor social skills. You have a problem.
Tiffany: I have a problem? You say more inappropriate things than appropriate things. You scare people.
Pat: I tell the truth. But you’re mean.
Tiffany: What? I’m not telling the truth?

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Ronnie: Maybe I should drive them home separately?
Veronica: No. You can drive them both home. Now.
Tiffany: Stop talking about me in third person.
Veronica: You can take Tiffany home first.
Tiffany: You love it when I have problems. You love it, Von, because then you can be the good one. Just say it.
Veronica: No, I don’t. I don’t. I just wanted to have a nice dinner.

Tiffany: This is me. Listen, I haven’t dated since before my marriage, so I don’t really remember how this works.
Pat: How what works?
Tiffany: I saw the way you were looking at me, Pat. You felt it, I felt it, don’t lie. We’re not liars like they are. I live in the addition around back, which is completely separate from my parents house, so there’s no chance of them walking in on us. I hate the fact that you wore a football jersey to dinner because I hate football. But you can f*** me if you turn the lights off, okay?

Pat: How old are you?
Tiffany: Old enough to have a marriage end and not wind up in a mental hospital.

Pat: Look, I had a really good time tonight and I think you’re really pretty. But I’m married, okay?
Tiffany: You’re married?
Tiffany: So am I.
Pat: No, that’s confusing. He’s dead.

Pat: Nikki is being manipulated and controlled, you have to talk to her.
Officer Keogh: Hey, sit down. You’re the one with the problem here.
Pat Sr.: Sit down. You got to stop with these crazy theories. He’s a cop! What are you doing?
Dolores: It’s a medication problem, but he’s fine. Look.
Officer Keogh: Oh, yeah? He’s fine now? You want to send him back to Baltimore? We know all about the explosion at the psychiatrist’s office.
Dolores: What?
Pat: What explosion? No! Cliff is lying, that’s not true! He’s not allowed to talk about that.

Tiffany: What happened to your face?
Pat: Weight lifting accident.
Tiffany: That sounds like bulls**t. Why did you run by my house? Did our little conversation get you upset last night?
Pat: Hey, this is my route, okay? Just back off!
Tiffany: This is my neighborhood. You just ran by my house.
Pat: I like to run by myself, okay?
Tiffany: Me too.

Pat: Why don’t you run somewhere else? There’s a f***ing ton of roads to run in! What are you trying to do?
Tiffany: I like this road. This is my neighborhood.
Pat: Oh, come on, please!
Tiffany: Calm down, crazy.

Pat: What the f***?! I’m married!
Tiffany: So am I!
Pat: What the f*** are you doing? Your husband’s dead!
Tiffany: Where is your wife?
Pat: You’re crazy!
Tiffany: I’m not the one that just got out of that hospital in Baltimore.
Pat: I’m not the big slut! I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Tiffany: I was a big slut, but I’m not anymore. There’s always going to be a part of me that’s sloppy, and dirty. But I like that, with all the other parts of myself. Can you say the same about yourself, f***er?! Can you forgive? Are you any good at that?

Dr. Cliff Patel: Pat, you have to have a strategy. I told you earlier. You need to recognize these feelings coming to you, otherwise you will be sent back to Baltimore. So when you get these feelings, you need to get to a quieter place, be at peace with yourself, however you can.
Pat: Yeah, but that’s easier said than done.
Dr. Cliff Patel: You have to do it. You have no choice. Excelsior.
Pat: Yeah, Excelsior. Listen, I have a letter I want you to give Nikki, okay?
Dr. Cliff Patel: No.
Pat: Why?
Dr. Cliff Patel: Because you have a restraining order.
Pat: What good are you, man?

Dr. Cliff Patel: Maybe you think that Nikki’s not around, and Tiffany’s an attractive girl, and if you get drawn towards Tiffany, you will spoil your chances of getting Nikki back to you?
Pat: Not bad, Doctor Jones. But I don’t think I’m going to blow it with Nikki because Tiffany’s a slut.
Dr. Cliff Patel: Why is she a slut?
Pat: After the dinner at Ronnie’s, she said, quote, “We can go to the back house, and you can f*** me as long as we turn the lights out.” Unquote. And she still wears her wedding ring. So she’s a loyal, married-to-a-dead-guy slut.
Dr. Cliff Patel: Maybe she just needs a friend, and she thought if she offers you sex, it will be easier for you to become friends with her.

Pat: She said she’s not a whore anymore, but she likes that part of herself along with all the other parts of herself and can I say the same?
Dr. Cliff Patel: Can you?
Pat: You’re asking me, you’re really asking me that question?
Dr. Cliff Patel: Yes.
Pat: With all my crazy sad s**t? What, are you f***ing nuts?

Dr. Cliff Patel: Pat, the silver lining thing is yours. I’m just giving back your words to you. This “crazy sad s**t”, as you call it, made you a happier, calmer person with a beautiful positive philosophy of going outdoors, working out, and reading books.
Pat: No, no. Not the books.
Dr. Cliff Patel: You said Nikki’s friends with Ronnie, Veronica and Tiffany. So if you become friends with Tiffany, Nikki will think that you’re a kind, generous, large-hearted person, who helps people in need, who is basically thriving. So if you help Tiffany, it will be good for you.

Tiffany: I wanted to clarify something. I just want us to be friends. Did you hear what I said? Why are you giving me such a hard time?
Pat: No, I’m not giving you a hard time.
Tiffany: I don’t know how to act with you when you do this s**t.
Pat: You want to have dinner at this diner?
Tiffany: Pick me up at seven thirty.

Tiffany: Why did you order Raisin Bran?
Pat: Why did you order tea?
Tiffany: Because you ordered Raisin Bran.
Pat: I ordered Raisin Bran because I didn’t want there to be any mistaking this for a date.
Tiffany: It can still be a date if you order Raisin Bran.
Pat: It’s not a date.

Pat: So how’s your thing going, your dancing thing?
Tiffany: It’s good. How’s your restraining order?
Pat: I wouldn’t actually call the restraining order my thing, but getting back with Nikki is, and I’ve been doing pretty well. Except for a minor incident at the doctor’s office.
Tiffany: And the so-called incident with the weights.
Pat: Yeah. That was a thing with my parents. I wish I could just explain it all in a letter to Nikki because it was minor, and I could just explain it, and let her know that I’m actually not out of control, and that I’m actually, I’m doing really well.

Pat: How did you lose your job?
Tiffany: By having sex with everybody in the office.
Pat: Everybody?
Tiffany: I was very depressed after Tommy died. It was a lot of people.
Pat: We don’t have to talk about it.
Tiffany: Thanks.
Pat: How many were there?
Tiffany: Eleven.
Pat: Wow.
Tiffany: I know.
Pat: I’m not going to talk about it anymore.
Tiffany: Okay.

Pat: Can I ask you one more question? Were there any women?
Tiffany: Yes.
Pat: Really?
Tiffany: Yes.
Pat: What was that like?
Tiffany: Hot.

Pat: The song that was playing when my wife was in the shower with the history teacher…
Tiffany: I heard about that.
Pat: It was my wedding song, and when I hear it, I go kind of crazy. Sometimes I hear it when it’s not even playing.
Tiffany: Wow.
Pat: Yeah. So they put me on medication, which I feel ashamed of.
Tiffany: Yeah.
Pat: So I know.
Tiffany: You do.
Pat: I just got to get a strategy, you know?
Tiffany: Me too.

Pat: How am I? What does that mean?
Tiffany: Sort of like me.
Pat: [referring to Veronica] Sort of like you?! I hope to God she didn’t tell Nikki that.
Tiffany: Why?
Pat: Because, it’s just not right, lumping you and I together! I mean, it’s just wrong. And Nikki wouldn’t like that. Especially after all the s**t you just told me.

Tiffany: You think that I’m crazier than you.
Pat: Because, well, we’re different, I mean…
Tiffany: Oh, my God. You’re killing me. You know what? Forget I offered to help you. Forget the entire f***ing idea. Because that must have been f***ing crazy, because I am so much crazier than you.
Pat: Keep your voice down.
Tiffany: I’m just the crazy slut with a dead husband!

Pat: Look, I don’t think you’re crazy, alright?
Tiffany: Yes, you do!
Pat: No, I don’t.
Tiffany: You told your therapist that you were in a superior mental illness category, didn’t you?

Pat: Can I just explain myself, please? I didn’t want Nikki to think that I was associated with that kind of sexual behavior because I’ve never done anything like that, okay?
Tiffany: You may not have experienced the s**t that I did. But you loved hearing about it, didn’t you? You are afraid to be alive, you’re afraid to live. You’re a hypocrite. You’re a conformist. You’re a liar. I opened up to you and you judged me. You are an a**hole. You are an a**hole!

Tiffany: Come on, man. Come here. What are you going to do about that song? Huh? You going to go your whole life scared of that song? It’s a song, don’t make it a monster. Come on, breath. There’s no song. There’s no song. There’s no song playing. That’s it. That’s it. Do it more. There you go. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Pat: I’m sorry.
Tiffany: I took it too far.

Officer Keogh: You’re Tommy’s widow, right?
Tiffany: Yes, I’m Tommy’s crazy whore widow, minus the whore thing for the most part.
Officer Keogh: You’re a funny girl. You want to get a drink sometime?
Officer Keogh: [as Tiffany starts to walk away] What did I say?
Pat: She doesn’t do that anymore.

Pat: I’m sorry about what I said in the diner.
Tiffany: I know. I know you didn’t mean it.
Pat: I didn’t mean it at all.
Tiffany: I know. You say s**t you don’t mean all the time.
Pat: All the time.
Tiffany: I’ll still give your letter to Nikki, don’t worry.

Pat: I’m sorry, you were sleeping. I didn’t want to wake you, but I needed an envelope. You didn’t want to wake me?
Pat Sr.: He didn’t want to wake me. He doesn’t have a problem complaining about Ernest f***ing Hemingway. He doesn’t have a problem asking for his wedding video…
Dolores: Be nice. It’s game day! I’m making crabby snacks and homemades.
Pat: Yeah, come on, dad. Be nice. Come on, she’s making crabby snacks and homemades! Come on, Dad!

Pat Sr.: Are you taking the proper dosage of your medication?
Pat: Am I taking the right dose? Of course I am.
Pat Sr.: Okay. Taking a little bit too many or something?
Pat: No, if I was taking that, I’d be on the floor, dad.

Pat Sr.: Just stay with us. Stay for the game. Spend some family time.
Pat: Dad, I can’t. Look, I’m ready to go. What do you mean?
Pat Sr.: Spend family time.
Pat: Wait, you mean OCD, superstitious time?

Tiffany’s Father: [as Pat goes to visit Tiffany] Is that another creep? What do you want, creep? Just beat it.
Pat: Woh. No, no, no. No, I’m married.
Tiffany’s Father: Oh, great, a married creep.
Pat: I’m her friend. We go running. Have you guys not seen us? I took her to the diner.
Tiffany’s Mother: She’s not here.

Pat: [to Jordie, referring to Tiffany] Look, sometimes it’s okay with girls like this, they want to have fun, and sometimes it’s not because they got a broken wing, and they’re hurt, and they’re an easy target. And in this case, this particular case, I think that wing is being fixed, my friend. And you got to make sure it gets mended. And you’re getting in the way of that right now, okay? Because she’s sensitive, and she’s smart, she’s artistic. This is a great girl, and you got to be respectful of that.

Pat: What do you mean you can’t give the letter to Nikki?
Tiffany: Okay, look. Because what am I getting in return? What are you doing for me?
Pat: You said if I wrote a letter, you’d get it to Nikki.
Tiffany: I know!
Pat: That was the setup.
Tiffany: Because I do this time after time after time. I do all this s**t for other people. And then I wake up, and I’m empty, I have nothing!
Pat: What are you talking about? You seem like you’re a tough girl to me. Why don’t you just do things on your own?
Tiffany: I always get myself in these f***ing situations. I give everything to other people, and nobody ever, I never, I don’t get what I want, okay? I’m not my sister.

Tiffany: [telling Pat what she wants him to do for her] It’s a competition thing at the Benjamin Franklin Hotel. Tommy would never do it with me and I missed it every single year.
Pat: Well, Tommy’s dead, so he’s not going to f***ing do it.
Tiffany: Would you please!
Pat: No, I don’t have a filter when I talk.
Tiffany: I know you don’t have a filter. Can we have one f***ing conversation without you reminding me that my goddamn husband is dead?
Pat: Yes, I’m sorry.

Pat: I’m not going to f***ing dance with you! What are you talking about?
Tiffany: What, your schedule is so busy? Grapes of Wrath and watching football with your dad?
Pat: Tiffany, I’m not going to do a dance with you.
Tiffany: Well, I’m not giving her your f***ing letter.
Pat: Wait a second! But you promised you would do this.
Tiffany: Think about it.

Tiffany: How are you in love? Tell me about that. The big Nikki love. Tell me about it, I want to understand it.
Pat: We have a very unconventional chemistry, it makes people feel awkward. But not me. Alright? She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever been with.
Tiffany: Wow.
Pat: It’s electric between us! Okay, yeah. We want to change each other, but that’s normal, couples want to do that. I want her to stop dressing like she dresses. I want her to stop acting so superior to me, okay? And she wanted me to lose weight, and stop my mood swings, which both I’ve done. I mean, people fight. Couples fight. We would fight, we wouldn’t talk for a couple weeks. That’s normal. She always wanted the best for me.

Pat: [referring to Nikki] She wanted me to be passionate and compassionate. And that’s a good thing. You know? I just, look, I’m my best self today, and I think she’s her best self today, and our love’s going to be f***ing amazing.
Tiffany: It’s going to be amazing. And you’re going to be amazing. And she’s going to be amazing. And you’re not going to be that guy that’s going to take advantage of a situation without offering to do something back. So think about the dance thing.

Ronnie: [referring to Tiffany] Oh, she’s a mess. You got to be careful. She goes to a lot of therapy.
Pat: I go to a lot of therapy, Ronnie. What are you trying to say?
Ronnie: I’m just saying.
Pat: Am I messed up? Why don’t you stop judging people? You judge everybody. You’re the one who has a messed up marriage.
Ronnie: I’m just looking out for you, I’m just looking out for you. She’s unstable.
Dolores: What’s wrong with your marriage? What’s wrong with your marriage?
Ronnie: Nothing’s wrong! Nothing’s wrong!
Pat: You should have seen when I was at his house. It’s like a circus over there.

Jake: [to Pat] Well, I don’t even know what to say to you anymore. You lost your wife. I’m getting engaged, and I want to be able to tell you about those kind of things. You lost your house. I’m getting a new house. You lost your job, things are going great for me at the firm.
Pat Sr.: Maybe stop talking about all the stuff that’s good for you and bad for him. Just, you know, leave it alone. Leave it alone. We’re watching the game.
Jake: You know what? I’m just going to stop talking. I’m going to shut my mouth.

Pat: [to Jake] As my friend Danny would say, I got nothing but love for you, brother.

Pat: People like Tiffany, or Danny, or me, maybe we know something that you guys don’t know, okay? Did you ever think about that? Maybe we understand something because we’re more…
Danny: Yeah, we have a sixth sense. I mean, everybody’s got it. Everybody’s just not in touch with it.

Tiffany: Alright, let’s start simple. Start at that corner, walk towards me. Walk across the room.
Pat: Can we do something else besides the dance deal?
Tiffany: Are you f***ing kidding me?
Pat: I’m good with a hammer. You want me to fix something?
Tiffany: A deal is a deal.
Pat: I know! Okay. I was just suggesting that maybe there’s a better scenario.

Tiffany: Why don’t you walk towards me like I’m Nikki. And the only way to convey how much you’ve missed me is by your walk. By your slow walk. You can’t talk. Only walk.
Pat: I’m not doing it.
Tiffany: Do it.
Pat: No. That’s stupid.
Tiffany: No walk, no letter. Walk to me like I’m Nikki, come on. Do it. I’m Nikki. Come on.
Pat: [to himself] You’re not Nikki.

Tiffany: [as Pat walks towards] Yes. Do you feel that? That’s emotion.
Pat: I don’t feel anything.

Tiffany: [to Pat, referring to how Tommy died] We were married for three years and five days, and I loved him. But for the last couple months, I just wasn’t into sex at all. It just felt like we were so different and I was depressed. Some of that is just me, some of it was he wanted me to have kids, and I have a hard enough time taking care of myself. I don’t think that makes me a criminal. Anyway, one night, after dinner, he drove to Victoria’s Secret at King of Prussia Mall and got some lingerie to get something going. And on the way back, he stopped on 76 to help a guy with a flat tire, and he got hit by a car and killed. And the Victoria’s Secret box was still in the front seat. That’s a feeling.

Pat: [referring to book] Did you just throw that outside?
Tiffany: What? You’re not going to read that s**t on my time. I can tell you all about the Lord of the Flies. It’s a bunch of boys on an island, and they have a conch, they have a shell, and whoever has the conch has the power and they can talk. And if you don’t have the conch, then you don’t have the power. And then there’s a little chubby boy, and they call him Piggy, and they’re really mean, and then there’s a murder. I mean, humanity is just nasty, and there’s no silver lining.
Pat: Wow. That was a great synopsis. I still need to read it though.

Pat: [referring to Tiffany] She is my friend with an F.
Danny: A capital F. She’s fine.
Pat: For “friend”.

Danny: [showing Pat and Tiffany how to dance] You got to come at her with a little bit more soul, man.

Danny: Come on, Pat. Come on. A little bit more soul, Pat. Black it up, Pat.
Pat: What does that mean?
Danny: You know damn well what it means.
Pat: Black it up?

Pat Sr.: [to Pat] I just wanted to, maybe I didn’t, spend enough time with you growing up. I spent too much time with your brother. It might have made you feel worse about your behavior, but I didn’t know anything. I didn’t know how to handle it. I mean, that’s what all this Eagles stuff is about. It’s about us, spending time now. I want to do everything I can to help you get back on your feet. That’s the whole point. Yeah. I wish you’d watch these games with me, so we could talk, we could get into things.

Pat Sr.: Randy, tell him what I’m doing.
Randy: He’s betting everything on the Giant game. Everything. All the money that he needs for the restaurant, he’s betting on the Giant game.
Pat Sr.: Tell him why.
Randy: Because he believes in you.
Pat: Is that true?
Pat Sr.: I believe in you, Patty. I believe in you. I want you to know that. So I’m going to bet heavy on this game. You understand?
Pat: Yeah.

Pat: Listen, I need to ask you something. Tomorrow can I spend half the day with you and half the day at the Eagles game?
Tiffany: I’m going to pretend that you didn’t just ask me that.
Pat: Why?
Tiffany: These are the two days that you have promised me and that we have prepared to nail the big move. It’s not ready yet. And we don’t have a move yet.
Pat: I know. But my dad opened up to me, and it was really beautiful, and I want to be of service to him, okay? And he’s worried that the juju from the Eagles is being f***ed up, and he’s concerned that it’s because I’m spending time with you.
Tiffany: Oh, I messed up the Eagles juju?
Pat: No, you’re not messing up the juju. But the juju is messed up because I’m not with him during the games.

Pat: [as Tiffany tells him Nikki’s replied to his letter] What was her energy when she gave it to you?
Tiffany: She was intrigued, excited, and a little scared.
Pat: She was scared? About what? Did she tell you?
Tiffany: Try to stay positive.

Pat: [reading Nikki’s letter] It was very emotional for me to get your letter, as I’m sure you can imagine, but I’m glad you took the risk of discreetly getting it to me through Tiffany. This gives us a chance to communicate while I keep the restraining order until I feel safe. I must admit you sound terrific, and I’m happy that you are feeling so positive and becoming a more loving and caring man, which I always knew you were. I was moved to read about Excelsior, and your belief in happy endings. I am also moved by your act of love to read the books I have taught at the high school. I’m sorry you find them so negative, but I disagree. I think they are great works of art that reflect how hard life can be, and they can also help kids prepare themselves for the hardness of life. In spite of all these positive developments, Pat, I have to say if it’s me reading the signs, I need to see something to prove you are ready to resume our marriage. Otherwise I find myself thinking that we might both be better off moving on with our lives separately. Please don’t react quickly to this, but take time to think about it. I’m glad you’re doing so well. Love, Nikki.

Tiffany: [as Pat decides to leave] She said to show her something, Pat. This dance can be that something. You would have never done something like this in a million years. It shows all kinds of skills on so many different levels, focus, collaboration, discipline. It’s romantic, like I said it would be. It’s for her.

Pat: [as Pat Sr. refers to Tiffany as crazy] Now look, she’s not,.I’ll just borrow Jake’s phone. It’s too bad you can’t come in to the stadium, but I know you were kicked out, you know, beating everybody up. Guess we’re not that different, huh, Dad?
Pat Sr.: That a bad thing?
Pat: No. I think, it’s a good thing.

Pat: [to Ronnie, referring to Veronica] You have to change. You’re not going to throw the marriage away. There’s some kind of love there. I know, I used to see it. You guys have a beautiful thing that got broken somewhere along the line and you got to fix it like a chiropractor. You got to give it a chiropractic adjustment.

Pat Sr.: [after the fight at the stadium] The birds lose, I lose a f***ing fortune, a fortune to Randy! What the f*** did you do?! You f***ing lost it! I thought you said you had it together! You were solid!
Pat: I am solid! I was solid at the game, dad. I’m solid. I’m solid now.
Pat Sr.: You fell apart! What are you f***ing talking about?!

Pat Sr.: You loser! You loser!
Pat: I’m not a loser.
Pat Sr.: You f***ing loser! You spike the ball on the one yard line
Dr. Cliff Patel: He was defending his brother and us!

Pat Sr.: What is this craziness with Tiffany Maxwell?
Pat: There’s no craziness. I told you who she was, I was doing this thing with her. We had a conversation!
Pat Sr.: She’s f***ing nuts! When you started spending time with her, it all fell apart. This is the f***ing reason right here.

Tiffany: You think that I’m why today’s happened?
Pat Sr.: That’s right, you are why today happened.
Tiffany: I’m the reason why today happened?
Pat Sr.: I think so.
Tiffany: Let’s talk about that.
Pat Sr.: Be my guest.
Tiffany: The first night that Pat and I met at my sister’s, the Eagles beat the Forty Niners handily, forty to twenty-six. The second time we got together we went for a run and the Phillies beat the Dodgers seven to five in the NLCS.
Jake: She’s right, Dad.

Tiffany: There have been no games since Pat and I have been rehearsing every day, and if Pat had been with me like he was supposed to, he wouldn’t have gotten in a fight, he wouldn’t be in trouble, maybe the Eagles beat the New York Giants.
Jake: She’s making a lot of sense, Pop. That’s alright on all counts.

Tiffany: Does anybody here happen to know what the official motto of the state of New York is on the official seal of the State of New York? Huh? Anybody? Do you? Do you know?
Pat Sr.: No.
Tiffany: Excelsior. Look it up.
Pat: Really?!
Tiffany: Yeah! Excelsior.
Dolores: Oh, Pat.
Tiffany: Not that I give a f*** about football, or about your superstitions, but if it’s me reading the signs, I don’t send the Eagles guy whose personal mottois Excelsior, to a f***ing Giants game, especially when he’s already in a legal situation.

Pat Sr.: Well, I got to say, I’m impressed.
Tiffany: Thank you.
Pat Sr.: Yeah. I got to rethink this whole thing. I didn’t trust it before, but I got to say, now I do.
Pat: Oh, now you like her, dad?
Pat Sr.: I have to say I do. Yep.

Randy: [after Tiffany suggests Randy gives Pat Sr. the chance to win everything back] Yeah, I believe in America’s Team, but if I win that bet, I win your book, you’re out of action, you get no restaurant, no nothing.
Pat Sr.: I like it.
Dolores: No. No, Patrizio.
Pat Sr.: I believe in the Eagles. I believe in my son. I’ll take the action. I’ll take it.
Pat: Dad!

Dolores: Patrizio, don’t! It’s toxic!
Pat Sr.: I have faith, I have faith. Excelsior belongs in this house.
Pat: Dad.
Pat Sr.: That’s right. Not in the State of New York, in this house.
Pat: Dad, listen to me. I didn’t know that Excelsior was the state motto of New York, okay?
Pat Sr.: I didn’t know either, but now I know.
Pat: I know, but listen to me. This is toxic. Dad, dad, dad.
Pat Sr.: Randy, what do you say?
Pat: This is toxic, you shouldn’t be doing this.
Pat Sr.: Be quiet, shut up. You already did enough.

Pat: [referring to their dancing] We suck.
Tiffany: We don’t suck. Pat’s a beginner, I’m okay, we’re happy just to be going there.
Randy: And how are the people you’re competing against?
Tiffany: They’re good. Some of them are professionals.
Randy: They’re good? Better than you?
Pat: A lot better.

Dr. Cliff Patel: Will somebody please explain to me the parlay? Please?
Ronnie: You got to win two bets, or you lose the whole thing. For Pat Sr. to win, the birds got to beat the Cowboys, plus Pat and Tiffany got to get at least a five at the dance.
Dr. Cliff Patel: That’s very, very manic indeed.
Ronnie: That’s the parlay.
Randy: We shake on it!
Tiffany: Shake on it.
Dolores: No! No!
Randy: It’s a bet.

Tiffany: [as Pat decides he doesn’t want to do the dance competition] You are not a standup guy right now.

Dolores: I told you not to push it.
Pat Sr.: Yeah, but he’s got to do this thing. He can’t be a quitter. He cannot be a quitter. He can’t be a quitter.
Dolores: You took that stupid parlay thing, and now he won’t do the dance, and it was very constructive for him, and you ruined it.
Tiffany: There’s only one way to get him to show.
Pat Sr.: What’s that?
Dolores: Oh, what’s that?
Tiffany: We have to tell him Nikki’s going to be there.

Pat Sr.: [referring to Nikki] We have to tell him that she’s going.
Dolores: But that’s a lie!
Tiffany: It’s a white lie.
Pat Sr.: It’s a white lie. What’s that matter? That’s no big deal. So it’s a little lie.
Tiffany: No other way.
Dolores: No.

Pat Sr.: You know, we got to leave a trail of bread crumbs so that he can live his life without ruining it.
Dolores: No. I don’t approve. You can’t do it.
Pat Sr.: Well, you know, I didn’t approve when you called her and you told her where he was running, so she could ambush him. I didn’t approve of that, but you did it anyway. So I’m doing this anyway. That’s it.

Pat: Come on, it’s going to be great. Nikki’s going to be there. You know? Everything’s going to come together. It’s what’s meant to be. You okay? Don’t get wobbly on me.
Tiffany: I’m not.
Pat: Okay. We have a dance to do. We have a parlay. You got to stay focused.
Tiffany: I’m focused.
Pat: Good. let’s go.

Randy: [referring to the dancers at the competition] Look at those f***ing dancers! You can give me the money now, you know?

Pat: [as they’re about to register for the dance and they’re holding hands] Wait, what’s this?
Tiffany: What? I thought you were doing it.
Pat: Oh, I thought you were doing it. Well, we’re doing a dance thing anyway for God’s sake.

Tiffany: [referring to Veronica bringing Nikki to the competition] You’re killing me. You’re killing me!
Veronica: Tiffany, please. She’ll see how well he’s doing, maybe she’ll lift the restraining order.
Tiffany: Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Ronnie: Pat told me. He told me you should never throw a marriage out the window.
Tiffany: He did not say that.
Ronnie: Yes.
Tiffany: He didn’t say that.
Ronnie: He said it several times, Tiffany. And it’s his chance. You got to give him a chance.

Tiffany: So what do you do?
Guy at Bar: I’m a lawyer. Litigator, actually.
Tiffany: Oh, the arguing kind.

Pat: How many drinks have you had?
Tiffany: I’ve had two vodkas.
Pat: Listen, I don’t know what choices you’ve made, but you got to deal with it right now, okay? We’re in this.
Tiffany: We’re in what?

Tiffany: You know, I used to think that you were the best thing that ever happened to me. But now I think that you might maybe be the worst thing, and I’m sorry that I ever met you.
Pat: Good for you. Come on, let’s dance.

Nikki: [after Pat and Tiffany win the parlay] You looked really happy out there.
Pat: Did I?
Nikki: Yeah.
Pat: Yeah, who’d have thought, dancing?

Pat Sr.: [after Tiffany sees Pat share an intimate moment with Nikki] She left. What do you expect.
Pat: Where is she?
Pat Sr.: Let me tell you, I know you don’t want to listen to your father, I didn’t listen to mine, and I’m telling you, you got to pay attention to the signs. When life reaches out with a moment like this, it’s a sin if you don’t reach back. I’m telling you, it’s a sin if you don’t reach back, and it’ll haunt you for the rest of your days like a curse. You’re facing a big challenge in your life right now, at this very moment, right here. That girl loves you. She really really loves you. And I don’t know if Nikki ever did, but she sure as hell doesn’t love you right now. And I’m telling you, don’t f*** this up.
Pat: I love you, dad.

Tiffany: Would you just leave me alone?! Please!
Pat: Wait a second! I have one more letter for you to read, okay?
Tiffany: What the f*** is the matter with you? Give it to her yourself!
Pat: Let me say something. You don’t ever have to see me again if you just read it, alright?
Tiffany: This is so f***ed up.
Pat: Yeah, just read it.

Tiffany: [reading Pat’s letter] Dear Tiffany, I know you wrote the letter. The only way you could meet my crazy…
Pat: Was by doing something crazy yourself. Thank you. I love you. I knew it the minute I met you. I’m sorry it took so long for me to catch up. I just got stuck. Pat.

Pat: I wrote that a week ago.
Tiffany: You wrote that a week ago?
Pat: Yes, I did.
Tiffany: You let me lie to you for a week?
Pat: I was trying to be romantic.
Tiffany: You love me?
Pat: Yeah, I do.
Tiffany: Okay.
[she kisses him]

Pat: The world will break your heart ten ways to Sunday. That’s guaranteed. And I can’t begin to explain that, or the craziness inside myself and everybody else. But guess what? Sunday is my favorite day again. I think of everything everyone did for me, and I feel like a very lucky guy.

Pat Sr.: [over phone] Everything’s good. Everything’s good, yeah. I got you. You’re all down. No Randy, he’s complaining. You know, he lost a lot of money. He’s moaning and groaning. The restaurant’s happening because of Randy, so everything’s good.
[we see Pat and Tiffany look at each other, she comes over and sits on Pat’s lap and they kiss]

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