Best Quotes from Netflix’s To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before Movies Series

Lara Jean: Peter Kavinsky, I’m not trying to date you.
Peter: Okay. Well, yeah. But your mouth is saying something, but then your mouth said something completely different.
Lara Jean: What?

Peter: I am not the only guy that got a letter? Wow, you really think that you’re special. And then you find out that she wrote love letters to two guys.
Lara Jean: Well, I wrote five letters. So don’t go feeling too special.
Peter: You wrote five love letters?
Lara Jean: Yeah.
Peter: Damn. Covey, you’re a player.

Lara Jean: Well, you know, you might be the James Dean of this kind of stuff, but I’ve never had a boyfriend before.
Peter: You have the references of an eighty year-old woman.

Peter: We need to figure something out, because people are going to get very suspicious if I’m not allowed to touch you.
Lara Jean: Okay. You have a point. How about this? You can put your hand in my back pocket.
Peter: Hand in your back pocket? What the hell is that?
Lara Jean: Sixteen Candles? It’s the opening image. It’s a couples thing.
Peter: Yeah, maybe in the ’70s.
Lara Jean: Sixteen Candles was the ’80s. John Hughes? Nothing?

Lara Jean: Okay. Two more rules. You have to watch Sixteen Candles with me because it’s a classic. And we can never tell anyone that this relationship is fake, because it would be too humiliating for the both of us.
Peter: Duh, first rule of Fight Club.
Lara Jean: What?
Peter: Are you serious? You’ve never seen Fight Club? Oh, my God! Okay, write it down. Double feature. After we watch the Candles movie, we are watching Fight Club.

[after Peter and Lara Jean have their first public outing as a couple with Peter
Lara Jean: It’s weird, and somewhat off-putting, to be congratulated on doing nothing more than accepting a note and having an a** pocket for someone to stick their hand into. But I guess that’s where my life has taken me.

Lara Jean: What do you want to know?
Emily: Everything. When? How? How far? H on B? H on C? H up and down on P? T on C?
Lara Jean: Sorry. What are we talking about again?
Gen: You know, forget it. Because clearly they haven’t done anything, so.
Lara Jean: How would you know that, Gen?
Gen: Because I know Peter. And I know Lara Jean.

Peter: Be honest with me then. Why haven’t you ever had a boyfriend?
Lara Jean: I don’t know. I guess no one’s ever liked me like that.
Peter: Lies. Lies. I know that those are lies, because I know for a fact that Carlos Myers asked you to Spring Formal last year, and you said no.
Lara Jean: Are you keeping tabs on me?
Peter: Come on, Covey, talk to me. What happened to no secrets? Fight Club. Remember?

Lara Jean: Okay. So love and dating? I love to read about it, and it’s fun to write about, and to think about in my head, but when it’s real…
Peter: What? It’s scary?
Lara Jean: Yeah.
Peter: Why? Why is that scary?
Lara Jean: Because the more people that you let into your life, the more that can just walk right out.

Peter: It’s whatever.
Lara Jean: Well, we don’t have to talk about it, but it’s not “whatever”.

Peter: I think it’s funny. You say that you’re scared of commitment and relationships, but you don’t seem to be afraid to be with me.
Lara Jean: Well, there’s there’s no reason to be.
Peter: Yeah? Why’s that?
Lara Jean: Because we’re just pretending.
Peter: Right. Of course. Lara Jean Covey, ladies and gentlemen. You can count on her to be honest. Always.

Lara Jean: Being with Peter was so easy that sometimes I let myself pretend it wasn’t fake.

Christine: I’m not denying your right to put food on the table for your family. I just think it’s a little odd that a man would want to become a gynecologist. Like when you were in college, you thought, “Ah, I’d really love to look at v***nas all day.”
Dr. Covey: I’m going to leave the kitchen now, Christine.

Lucas: Look, I do not care about the genesis of it all. I just know that homeboy likes you. I mean, I can tell by the way he looks at you.
Lara Jean: Okay. How does he look at me?
Lucas: Like you’re a sexy little Rubik’s Cube. He can’t really figure you out, but, you know, he’s having a lot of fun trying.

Peter: [to Lara Jean] For someone who has such good grades, you can be so dense sometimes.

Peter: I wanted to sit next to you, Lara Jean. I even packed the snacks. I asked Kitty where to find those yogurt drinks you like so much.
Lara Jean: The Korean grocery store is all the way across town.
Peter: Yeah, I know. So if I went all the way across town to get you something that you like, then that means…
Lara Jean: You must really like yogurt?
Peter: You are impossible.

Peter: There’s no one like you, Covey.

Peter: [to Lara Jean] God, you were never second best.

Lara Jean: I wouldn’t Skype with you because I was lying to every single person in my life, and I knew I couldn’t lie to you.
Margot: I just thought you didn’t need me anymore.
Lara Jean: Are you kidding me? Look what happened when you were gone! I made a sex tape, and I haven’t even had sex!

Kitty: [after Kitty confesses that she sent out Lara Jeans’s letters] You were so lonely, and I could tell Peter liked you! And I knew you wouldn’t do anything about it!
Lara Jean: So you just sent all five?
Kitty: I thought five chances at a boyfriend was better odds!

Margot: If you really truly didn’t want those letters to be sent, then why did you address them?
Lara Jean: It’s not like I added a stamp!
Margot: Can you maybe just admit that some part of you doesn’t want everything in your life to be a fantasy?
Lara Jean: Maybe.

Lara Jean: My life was a mess, but I could clean my room.

Lara Jean: You were the first boy that I ever really liked. Everyone else, all the other letters, were born out of fantasy. But yours was based off of actually really knowing you. And I guess I didn’t really realize how I truly felt about you until you became Margot’s boyfriend. But over time, that feeling just faded away, and I missed my best friend. And it wasn’t love.
Josh: Why didn’t you just tell me that? I feel like I would have understood.
Lara Jean: Well, I couldn’t. I didn’t know until Peter.
Josh: Right, Peter.
Lara Jean: It was real in a different way.

Josh: Look, if you miss him, then why don’t you just tell him?
Lara Jean: Well, I can’t.
Josh: And why is that?
Lara Jean: Because if it wasn’t real then I didn’t lose anyone. But if I say that it was real, and he still doesn’t want me…
Josh: Then at least you’ll know.

Josh: Lara Jean, you’ve got to tell people how you feel when you feel it. You can’t just sit up in your room writing love letters that you’re never going to send out. I mean, Peter wouldn’t even be in your life if they hadn’t gotten out in the first place.
Lara Jean: Yeah, you definitely have a point.

Lara Jean: I don’t know, I’m just so tired of writing love letters. But it’d be nice to be the one receiving them.
Kitty: Lara Jean, I have something for you. Don’t kill me. It’s just, you were always throwing those away, and I thought they were something you should keep.
[she gives Lara Jean all of Peter’s notes that he wrote to her]
Lara Jean: You saved all these?
[reads one of the notes]
Lara Jean: “Lara Jean, everyone was so impressed by your presentation in lit, but especially me. I love having a smarty pants fake girlfriend.”
[reads another one of Peter’s notes]
Lara Jean: “It’s so cool how we can talk to each other about real stuff.”
[reads another one of Peter’s notes]
Lara Jean: “You looked so pretty today.”
Josh: You still think you haven’t gotten a love letter?

Lara Jean: [reading the letter that she wrote to Peter] “Dear Peter, I need you to know…”
[she gets Peter to turn and face her]
Lara Jean: I need you to know that I like you, Peter Kavinsky. And not in a fake way.” And so I guess that’s all I came here to say.
Peter: [as Lara Jean turns to leave] Woh, woh, woh. Don’t I get to say something? The reason that I went to Gen’s room that night, was to tell her that it’s over. Because I’m in love with you, Lara Jean. Only you.

Lara Jean: [as Peter is about to kiss her] What do you put into a contract for a real relationship?
Peter: Nothing. You got to trust. Are you going to break my heart, Covey?
[Peter kisses her]

Lara Jean: [as Peter and Lara Jean are kissing] I’d always fantasized about falling in love in a field. But I just never thought it’d be the kind where you played lacrosse.

Haven: [to Lara Jean] So you have a boyfriend? No offense or anything, but I always thought you were a “no dating till college” type girl.
Kitty: His name is Peter. And he wouldn’t even be dating Lara Jean if it wasn’t for me. Because he didn’t even know she existed. But I mailed out a secret love letter that she wrote for him. Well, technically, she wrote five. Anyway, they started fake dating to make his ex-girlfriend jealous, and to cover up her real crush, but then everything got all weird and they started real dating. And now they’re real boyfriend and real girlfriend, and they are adorable.
Haven: Cute story. A little PG-13, but cute.

Lara Jean: [writing a reply letter to one of her crushes] “Dear John Ambrose, first of all, thank you for writing me back. It’s nice to be in touch after so long. I do remember that day in the treehouse reading until it was dark. You said you were House Hufflepuff, and that was my house too. And I thought maybe that was a sign that we were meant to be.”

Peter: What is going on in that head of yours?
Lara Jean: What do you mean?
Peter: Snickerdoodles. They’re your pensive bake.
Lara Jean: How do you know that?
Peter: I don’t know. Maybe from that picture you posted on Instagram a few months ago, “hashgtag pensivebake”?
Lara Jean: [laughs] Oh, yeah. That’s when I didn’t know what was going on between us.
Peter: That’s not what’s going on now, I hope.

Chris: [referring to the volunteer program she signed up for] Rescue Animal Welfare.
Lara Jean: Chris, this is you hanging out with your dog at home.
Chris: Yeah, a dog, but who’s a rescue. It’s genius, right?
Lucas: No, that is genius. I’m with you on this one, Chris.

Lara Jean: When Peter and I got together, I didn’t expect to feel so insecure about his past relationship with Gen. But for every first I was having with him, he’d already had his with her.

Lara Jean: It’s a funny thing, this relationship stuff. One moment, things are upside down. But then, like magic, there’s glitter everywhere. And once it all settles, you’re right back in the fairy tale again.

Kitty: [referring to her suggestion that Trina should date their dad] She cut down her hedges, Lara Jean. That is a metaphor!

John Ambrose: I bring it to you, you bring it back to me. Those are my terms. Take them or leave them.

Lara Jean: I thought having a boyfriend meant the mere idea of other boys left your mind completely. And yet, here I was, totally crazy about Peter, but I couldn’t stop replaying my conversation with John Ambrose in my head.

Kitty: [as they’re making Valentine’s Day cards] Are you sure you don’t want to add some glitter? Or maybe some pearls?
Lara Jean: I don’t want to go nuts. I mean this is our first Valentine’s Day, so.
Kitty: That’s true. You don’t want to give him something super sweet and heartfelt and have him give you something from Rite Aid. That would be embarrassing.

Lara Jean: [referring to the Valentine’s Day card Kitty’s made for Trina to send from her dad] Dad’s not a glitter type of guy.
Kitty: Nor were you a Peter Kavinsky kind of girl, till I sprinkled some glitter on it.

Lucas: Don’t lose sleep over the Kavinsky fan club. Okay, you’re the one that dethroned Gen without even trying.
Lara Jean: I guess. Just sometimes I wish my boyfriend was a little bit more anonymous.
Lucas: Well, heavy is the head that wears the crown.
[he puts a pretend crown on her head]
Lara Jean: I don’t want it. Take it back.
Lucas: Oh, no, no, no. This is all you now.

Peter: [reading out his Valentine’s Day poem] “The moon never beams without bringing me dreams of beautiful Lara Jean. And stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes of beautiful Lara Jean.” Do you like it?
Lara Jean: Oh, my God. No one has ever written me a poem before. Like seriously, this is the most romantic thing ever.
[they kiss]

Lara Jean: [after she reads her love letter to John Ambrose] I cannot believe I wrote that. I cannot believe he read that. I cannot believe he’s downstairs knowing I just read what he read that I wrote.
Stormy: Lara Jean, are you okay?
Lara Jean: I don’t know.
Stormy: Come into my room. No woman should be out in public with that look on her face.

Lara Jean: Peter and I promised not to break each other’s hearts.
Stormy: Oh, honey, you’re always breaking someone’s heart, or they’re breaking yours.
Lara Jean: Well, isn’t there a way to both get out unscathed?
Stormy: Not if you’re doing it right.

Stormy: If a man ever writes you a song, then you know for sure that he’s got it bad.
Lara Jean: What about a poem?
Stormy: Well, yeah. Sure. Same thing. I mean, a poem is just a song without the music part.

Lara Jean: I just need a break. From the contortions of being someone’s girlfriend.
Lucas: Oh, no. What is he doing to you?
Lara Jean: No, it’s not like that. It’s like mentally.
Lucas: Alright. Go on.
Lara Jean: It’s like this. We’re here, and we’re sharing an ice cream sandwich. And it’s great. But if Peter was sitting here, and we were sharing an ice cream sandwich, I don’t know, I’d be thinking about, has Peter shared an ice cream sandwich with someone before? And if he has, was it with Gen? Does he think that I’m a prude if I just want to share an ice cream sandwich? Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m the one who wants to do more than just share an ice cream sandwich. So the answer to all of those questions is, I don’t know.
Lucas: Is this what happens in a girl’s mind?
Lara Jean: That’s what goes on in this girl’s mind.
Lucas: Well, I am glad I am not you. And not your ice cream. So back up.

Lara Jean: Can I ask you something?
Peter: Yeah. Of course.
Lara Jean: It’s about the poem you wrote me.
Peter: I never said that I wrote it. I’m sorry. Look, you were so happy when I read it to you, that I mean, I wished that I had written it, and that I could actually write something like that for you. But you’re the writer. Are you mad?
Lara Jean: No. I love it.
Peter: That’s good, because even if I didn’t write it, it’s still how I feel about you. Beautiful Lara Jean.

Lara Jean: [as they’re reading out the bingo numbers to the senior citizens] Are we lame?
John Ambrose: We might be a little bit.
Lara Jean: But lame in a cool way.
John Ambrose: Totally lame in a cool way.

Lara Jean: [referring to Peter and John Ambrose as they meet for digging up the time capsule] I didn’t realize until I saw them standing next to one another what a spectacularly bad idea this was.

Lara Jean: Ever since we started dating for real, I don’t know how to act. Like I didn’t read the girlfriend’s handbook, or whatever.
Peter: Girlfriend’s handbook? What does that mean?
Lara Jean: Like little stuff. Like I remember Gen used to dress up for your games. Like am I supposed to do that?
Peter: It’s not just Gen. Okay, all the girlfriends do that.
Lara Jean: Okay, so do you want me to?
Peter: I mean, no, not if you don’t want to. It would be nice. It would show that you care.
Lara Jean: Oh, like sending a serenade to someone on Valentine’s Day, maybe?
Peter: I didn’t think that was your style.
Lara Jean: Well, it’s not my style.

Lara Jean: [as she’s watching her dad talking to Trina] I’d never seen my dad with a crush. But there he was, laughing nervously with his hands in his pockets. He looks a little hopeless.

Peter: We promised that we were not going to break each other’s hearts.
Lara Jean: Yeah, well, I think that we both made promises we couldn’t keep.

Lara Jean: I thought that if Peter and I were together, the two of us could get through anything. I was wrong. I don’t know if that means our love wasn’t true, or that we just weren’t ready for it. But I do know we weren’t honest with each other. And that I haven’t been honest with myself.

Lara Jean: I guess you know Peter and I broke up.
Gen: Yep, I heard something about that.
Lara Jean: Part of the reason was because when he was with me, I always thought he was thinking about you. And that I would never be good enough. I was convinced that he was never really going to get over you. And then I realized that the person who couldn’t get over you was me.

Lara Jean: There’s a Korean word my grandma taught me. It’s called jung. It’s the connection between two people that can’t be severed. Even when love turns to hate, you will always have tenderness in your heart for them. Gen and I have jung. Part of us will always be tied to one another. If I want to move forward, I have to stop blaming Peter for having it with her too.

Lara Jean: [referring to John Ambrose] We kissed. But, I wanted him to be someone else. And now I feel like I ruined everything.
Stormy: No. You’re too hard on yourself. Sometimes you have to kiss the wrong man to know what’s right. I have. More times than a lady should admit.
Lara Jean: But what if it’s too late? I mean, Peter and I, we broke up.
Stormy: So what? Unbreak it. If that’s what you want.
Lara Jean: And if he doesn’t?
Stormy: If he doesn’t what?
Lara Jean: Want me.
Stormy: Well, that will hurt like hell.

Lara Jean: [as Lara Jean is about to leave the Star Ball to find Peter, he shows up] Peter.
Peter: You said you didn’t like driving in the snow, right?

Peter: Break my heart, Covey. Break my heart into a thousand pieces. Do whatever you want.
Lara Jean: I love you.
Peter: I love you too.

Lara Jean: When you light a lantern and send it into the sky, you’re supposed to make a wish. I thought I wanted a promise that Peter and I would never hurt each other. I wanted something that doesn’t exist. I wanted happily ever after. But I know now that I don’t want a love in half measures. I want it all. And to have it all, we have to risk it all. If I could do it over, I wouldn’t change a thing. Because everything that’s happened has brought us here. This is our story. And we’re still at the beginning.

Dr. Covey: Katherine Song Covey has discovered boys. God help them.

Peter: [as Kitty hugs him] I missed you too, kiddo. Especially when I made that sign.
Kitty: Your spatial planning could use work, but I appreciate the glitter.
Peter: She approves of the glitter.

Kitty: Ew. Aren’t you supposed to make out after the movie’s started?
Peter: Not with Lara Jean. She doesn’t even let me talk once the movie starts.
Lara Jean: It’s because I want you to actually watch it.

Kitty: So, I have a very important question for you, Peter. What is the best text you’ve ever gotten from a girl?
Peter: I’m sorry, what?
Lara Jean: Kitty met a boy.

Kitty: [referring to Dae] And this is the first time I’m contacting him. So it has to be memorable.
Peter: I don’t know why you’re asking me. You should talk to Lara Jean. She’s the queen of love letters.
Kitty: Yeah. I said “memorable”, not “cheesy”.

Peter: I promise to coach you on your game, if you promise to teach me how to braid Lara Jean’s hair.
Kitty: Okay, but you’re never going to master the French, Kavinsky.
Peter: Oh, I mastered the French.
Kitty: You guys are disgusting.

Lara Jean: [referring to Kitty and Dae] They met at the love locks. Such a good meet-cute.
Peter: What’s a meet-cute?
Lara Jean: Have you learned nothing from rom-coms?
Peter: Always make grand gestures. It’s okay to interrupt a wedding.
Lara Jean: A meet-cute is when a couple meets for the first time. It’s always cute, and that is how you know they’re going to end up together.

Lara Jean: I wish we had a meet-cute.
Peter: Well, you jumped my bones at the high school track. That was pretty cute.
Lara Jean: That doesn’t count because we already knew each other. We don’t have a song. We don’t have an anniversary. And we can’t remember how we met. We are a terrible rom-com couple.

Lara Jean: In movies, love is always about the big moments. Grand speeches made in front of everyone, “marry me” written on the Jumbotron. But maybe love is actually about the moments when you think no one is watching.

Chris: Hey, any word yet from Stanford?
Lara Jean: No, and it’s killing me.
Chris: Well, thank God we don’t live in the olden days. Acceptances used to come by mail.

Chris: Ugh. You know who likes prom? Lemmings. With their fancy dresses, and mani-pedis, and blowouts.
Lucas: Like you don’t get blowouts. I saw you on a date with Trevor last week.

Lucas: Look, not everything that is popular is lame, Christine. Some things are popular because they’re cool.

Trevor: Hey, Lucas. What’s it going to take for Chris to go to prom with me?
Lucas: Make sure no one else is going.
Chris: Promposal me, and it’s over, Trevor.
Trevor: So you’re saying that there’s something between us that can be ended.

Peter: We need a song.
Lara Jean: Our song is not going to be on a ’90s album.
Peter: Have you listened to Oasis?
Lara Jean: Not on purpose.
Peter: Talk to me when you have.

Trina: We’ve both been married before. We don’t want to make a big fuss.
Lara Jean: No, no, no. You should absolutely make a fuss. Do you know how long it took dad to find someone who will eat his cooking, and watch his documentaries?
Kitty, Lara Jean: Long time.

Lara Jean: : [after she’s been rejected by Stanford] But, we had a plan. We were supposed to hold hands while riding bikes, and play footsie in the library, and wear Tree hats to football games.
Kitty: You don’t even like football.
Lara Jean: It’s just so not the point, Kitty.

Lara Jean: It’s strange, to spend so much time wishing for something, and then have it be over.

Peter: “There’s a truth universally acknowledged that a high school romance never lasts long distance in college.” Yeah, everybody knows that. Just look at Josh and Margot.
Lara Jean: We’re not like them.
Peter: Then what are you so afraid of? You know, I mean, maybe we make it to Christmas, or the end of first semester, but four years?
Lara Jean: You’re making this worse. Go away.

Peter: Do you remember the first time we came here? After Greg’s party. Our first public appearance as a fake couple. You were wearing that blue jacket and that little dress, and you were calling me out on all of my s**t. And I knew then that I was falling in love with you. So, I couldn’t think of a better place to ask you this question that I want to ask you. If you haven’t figured it out already. Lara Jean Song Covey, will you go to prom with me?
Lara Jean: Yes, of course.

Trina: Hey, honey, don’t forget that we’re seeing the caterers tonight at seven.
Dr. Covey: I’ll be there. Barring a prolapsed uterus or something.
Trina: Oh, and they said marrying a doctor wouldn’t be glamorous.

Dr. Covey: Hey, Lara Jean, how come you’re not in school today?
Lara Jean: Mono, or dysentery. Whichever sounds more contagious.
Dr. Covey: Oh, mono’s way more contagious.

Trina: What you watching?
Lara Jean: Romeo and Juliet.
Trina: Tragic romance before 8:00 AM. Must be pretty serious.

Lara Jean: Hey, Kitty. On a scale of one to ten, how much are you going to miss me when I’m gone next year?
Kitty: It’s way too early for this talk.
Lara Jean: You can be honest.
Kitty: I don’t know. A four.
Lara Jean: A four? You told Margot that you were going to miss her a six point nine.
Kitty: Yeah, I was like a child then. And she’s nicer than you are.
Lara Jean: You could at least pretend to miss me. It’s only decent. Also…
[she shuts the door in Kitty’s face]

Lara Jean: [referring to her and Peter] We burn low and slow, okay? We’re like brisket.
Chris: Well, the brisket is cooked, sister. So clear the table, slather some sauce on it, and go to town!
Lara Jean: Gross.
Chris: Really? You know, I think it sounds delicious.

Lucas: Why are you carrying a casket to New York?
Chris: Because I’m dead inside.

Lara Jean: [to Peter] Can’t believe we listened to eight hours of music and still didn’t find anything. Maybe it’s just that we can’t pick the song. Maybe the song has to pick us, you know? Like some right moment, or whatever.

Peter: [after Lara Jean’s told him she was rejected by Stanford] We’re going to get through this.
Lara Jean: Does that mean I get to keep my Tree hat?
Peter: Yes. But you got to keep it on the DL. Stanford and Berkeley are rivals.
Lara Jean: So that makes us like Romeo and Juliet of college, but like minus the poison and the murder stuff. But that’s very exciting.

Lara Jean: Is that Gen?
Chris: Yeah, she’s touring campus today. She got into NYU. I’m surprised you didn’t know. She’s told literally everyone with a pulse.

Chris: Is it just me or is everyone here like twenty percent hotter than normal?
Gen: Yeah, at least. I mean, look at these guys.
Chris: Dang. Hmm. You sure about Berkeley, LJ? I mean, NYU scores mad points in men.
Lara Jean: I have a boyfriend, Chris.
Chris: What’s his name?

Lara Jean: It’s like the world keeps shifting under my feet when all I want is for it to stand still.

Lara Jean: But it’s kind of nice, right? Dad having someone. Even if that someone does own a blue velvet headboard.
Margot: Ew! Don’t talk about their bed.

Lara Jean: I’m planning a date, and it has to be fun and normal.
Kitty: And you think teaching Peter Kavinsky to make soap is normal?

Peter: Alright, Covey. Where we going?
Lara Jean: Excellent question, Peter Kavinsky. One that I asked myself many times while planning this evening. What is the perfect date for my perfect boyfriend? Dude, let’s go bowling.
Peter: Did you just quote The Big Lebowski?
Lara Jean: Yes.

Peter: [referring to his dad] No, he doesn’t get to bail on us, and then just have it be okay.
Lara Jean: Well, it doesn’t make it okay. And it will never be okay, but at least it could be something.
Peter: So you think I should go?
Lara Jean: I think that if I had a chance to spend one more night with my mom, I would take it.
Peter: Yeah, but it’s different, LJ. Your mom didn’t leave you. Not by choice.

Peter: [to Lara Jean] You think of your mom, and you miss her, right? I think about my dad, and I hate him. And I miss him. And then I hate that I miss him.

Peter: There is nothing worse than not feeling chosen.
Lara Jean: I choose you, Peter Kavinsky.
Peter: I choose you too.

Kitty: That’s it. We’re done! I’m breaking up with him.
Dr. Covey: With who?
Kitty: Who do you think, dad? Dae. He hates Harry Potter. He said, and I quote, that “it’s so dumb.”

Kitty: How am I supposed to be in a relationship with someone who thinks the greatest literary achievement of our time is dumb?
Dr. Covey: Well, I know. But, honey, it’s okay to have differences in relationships. If you feel the same way about everything, you’ll never grow.
Kitty: So you’re saying I should try and change him.
Dr. Covey: That’s very much not what I’m saying.

Lara Jean: You know, I was just thinking there aren’t that many romances set in San Francisco. There’s The Wedding Planner and The Bachelor, but that’s about it. New York has all the greats. You’ve Got Mail, When Harry Met Sally, Annie Hall, Serendipity. It’s really not a competition.
Peter: Yeah. I didn’t know that there was a competition.

Lara Jean: [referring to her prom outfit] Will I regret it if I don’t wear it? Will I look back in two, or ten, or twenty years, and wonder if I made the wrong choice? I mean, how am I supposed to know what choice would make me happier in the future?

Dr. Covey: But proximity’s not the most important thing. So is space, and a good relationship has both.
Lara Jean: Three thousand miles seems like maybe too much space.
Dr. Covey: No. Not if it’s what you want. Listen, Lara Jean, you got to stay true to yourself. Okay? You can’t save this relationship by not growing.

Peter: [to Lara Jean] I mean, it’s your future. Right? And you got to do what’s best for you. I can’t say no to Stanford. You can’t say no to NYU. I guess we have made our choice.

Lara Jean: Make it memorable, romantic, and no quotes from famous dead poets.
Peter: Covey, yearbooks are for people you’re never going to see again.
Lara Jean: That’s not true. They’re for remembering where you were in this exact moment in your life.

Dr. Covey: Kitty promised to watch Dae’s favorite sport as long as he read Harry Potter.
Kitty: Yeah, in retrospect, not a fair trade.

Lara Jean: How do I tell him that I can go three thousand miles away and still never let him go? Maybe that’s not something you can say with words.

Lara Jean: I promise I won’t tell anyone if you have fun.
Chris: Well, I won’t. It’s prom. I hate prom.

Chris: I’m not making a grand entrance down those stairs.
Lara Jean: Well, it’s the only way down.
Chris: The window.
Lara Jean: You’re going to fall out the window?
Chris: Is always an option.

Chris: [referring to prom] To be clear, I don’t plan to enjoy myself.
Trevor: Oh, yeah. No, absolutely. Let’s just have the worst night ever. That’d be great.

Lara Jean: I knew when I decided on NYU that the distance would be hard. But I didn’t expect
to feel that way so fast. We haven’t even left yet, and I already miss him.

Peter: How is it being at the prom with the king?
Lara Jean: Honestly? It’s kind of lonely.

Peter: You have no idea how much I’ve thought about this.
Lara Jean: Okay, then what’s wrong?
Peter: I don’t know. Something just doesn’t feel right. Why now, on prom night?
Lara Jean: Because I want to feel close to you. And ever since I told you about NYU, you’ve been acting really distant.
Peter: So what? You want to have sex with me because you’re feeling insecure?
Lara Jean: No, that’s not what I mean.

Peter: What’s not fair is you acting like this is just going to be okay. I think we both know what three thousand miles is going to do to us.
Lara Jean: No, we don’t.
Peter: Yeah. Yeah, we do. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have made me this. Something to remember us by? Come on. You’re saying goodbye.
Lara Jean: That’s not true. I want to be with you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.

Lara Jean: We could still make this work.
Peter: No. I’m not going to wait for this to end in three months, or six months, or however long we last.
Lara Jean: No, please don’t do this.
Peter: Let’s just end it now.
Lara Jean: Peter. I love you.
Peter: Not enough, apparently.

Chris: [referring to the tub of ice cream] Everyone eats their feelings. And yours happen to have, ooh, peanut butter and cookies. Damn, LJ. You got some delicious feelings.

Chris: It seems a little backwards though, right? Me and Trevor get together the same night you and Peter break up. We’re in the darkest timeline.

Kitty: I didn’t forget to tell you about NYU. I chose not to.
Lara Jean: What? Why?
Kitty: I don’t know. I guess I was just scared you were going to go. I’m going to miss you a twelve, Lara Jean.

Lara Jean: It’s crazy that I can feel so sad and so happy at the same time. My love story is ending, but my dad and Trina’s is just beginning. I guess that’s what happens when you grow up. Everything gets all mixed up together.

Mr Kavinsky: [to Peter] I should have tried harder to be your dad, and I didn’t. If you love somebody, that’s what you do. You try to do everything you can.

Lara Jean: [at her dad’s and Trina’s wedding] I’m going to miss this when I go. My sisters. Dad. Trina. Chris. I’m a person who saves things. I’ll hold on forever.

Peter: Dear Lara Jean. you told me to write something memorable, so here it is. My memory of the first time I met you. Or, as you like to call it, our meet-cute. It was sixth grade assembly. You were sitting in the row in front of me, and your name was written on your backpack in glittery letters. Principal Cho called you up on stage to receive an attendance award, and your hair got caught in your chair. I helped you untangle it, and you smiled at me. My heart did a somersault in my chest. I didn’t know hearts could do that. I had no clue then that you would become who you are now, the most important person in my life.

Peter: Sometimes, I can’t believe how lucky I am that you chose me. We’ve been through so much together, Lara Jean, and I never should have doubted that we’d get through this too. But I got scared, and I hurt you. I am so, so sorry. Of course you should go to New York. You should do all the things you want to do. I never want to be the guy holding you back. I want to be the one by your side. It won’t always be easy, but I want to do whatever it takes to make this work, because that’s what you do when you love someone. And besides, if we’re going to be together forever, then four years of college isn’t such a big deal. If you agree, then please consider this our new contract. I will love you, Lara Jean. Always and forever. Peter.

Peter: What do you think of our new contract?
Lara Jean: I love it.
Peter: Yeah?
Lara Jean: Mm-hmm.
Peter: So, does that mean, it’s a deal?
Lara Jean: Deal.
[they sign the yearbook and kiss]

Lara Jean: [as they’re dancing to “Beginning Middle End”] I thought you didn’t like this song.
Peter: No, no. I do. We just had to find a way to make it ours.

Lara Jean: [after they’ve made love] We have a meet-cute.
Peter: Of course we have a meet-cute. That’s how you know we’re going to end up together.

Lara Jean: My whole life, I’ve wanted the kind of love you see in the movies. Boombox over the head, hand in the back pocket of your jeans kind of love. Boy meets girl, they break up and make up, and they live happily ever after. But, in real life, that’s not where the story ends, it’s where it begins. Because life is beautiful, and messy, and never goes according to plan. And the truth is, I have no idea what it has in store for me. But, I do know that love, real love, is choosing each other through all of it, every single day. Beginning, and middle, and end.

Lara Jean: I know what most people are thinking. Two kids, three thousand miles apart for four years? No way. They’ll never make it. But we’re not like those other couples. We’re Lara Jean and Peter. And besides, you know one thing three thousand miles is good for? Writing love letters.