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Nelson is a man devoted to his advertising career in San Francisco. One day, while taking a driving test at the DMV, he meets Sara. She is very different from the other women in his life. ... See full summary »
Sara: You know, he asked me to marry him. Chaz: He's not the first... Sara: No, but it was the first time I wanted to say "Yes".
Nelson: November is all I know, and all I ever wanna know.
[last lines] Sara: Remember me.
Nelson: This is it, life will never be better, or sweeter than this.
Chaz: Now, don't forget, dinner is at eight. It's dressy because we are going to eat and we are going dancing. Sara: Wooh. Chaz: We're gonna see if Last of the Mohicans here's got rhythm.
Nelson: You defy every law of nature I've ever known.
Nelson Moss: Why a month? Sara: Because it's long enough to be meaningful, but short enough to stay out of trouble.
[Waitress spills ice all over the table] Waitress: Oh, my, I'm so sorry. Excuse me. Thanks, that's okay. Edgar Price: Stop it. You know sweetie, we are what we do in this world, and you're a waitress. All that requires is that you bring the food to and from the table without making a mess. That's it. So when you screw up somthing as incredibly simple as that, doesn't say a whole hell of a lot about you does it. Waitress: I'm sor... I'm sorry. Vince Holland: If you gave her a penny for her thoughts, you'd get change. Edgar Price: They ought to fire her. I always say a bad hire strengthens the competition's hand. A good general feeds off his enemy. Nelson Moss: Actually, Sun Tsu said that last line. In The Art of War.
Sara: What are you doing? Nelson Moss: Buying redemption. Sara: Redemption's not for sale today.
Chaz: Very impressive set of pecs you've got there Nelson. You work out then? Me, I haven't got time. Your pecs on the other hand, darling, are just edible.
Chaz: Three hours sleep last night. Took Valerian root, melatonin, the Shoping Channel. You know what did the trick in the end? Sara: What? Chaz: Jimmy Cagney. Public Enemy. Violence is a tranquiliser. How twisted is that.
Brandon: A little lovin' from the oven. Cous cous for everyone. Sara: Wow. Did you make that? Brandon: Uh huh. Chaz: Excuse me. What did you just say? Brandon: Well making, buying, it's all a very thin line.
Nelson Moss: Oh my god, you're Chaz Watley. Brandon: Oh look, baby's famous. Chaz: Don't even go there.
Chaz: This isn't a dress, this is a sequined sensation.
Nelson Moss: Have you ever heard of Phalaenopsis Sunderiana? It reminded me of you. Sara: You got the job, didn't you? Nelson Moss: Best offer anyone ever made me. Sara: So when do you start? Nelson Moss: We had a little problem agreeing on that. He suggested immediately, I suggested... never. Sara: Never? Nelson Moss: Never.
Nelson Moss: [throws his cell phone in a sink full of water] Marry me! [throws his watch] Nelson Moss: Marry me! Sarah.
Nelson: Wow. Wow. Very, uh, Pink Flamingos. Chaz: Oh my god. Sweetheart! He says I look like Divine! [Brandon comes in with a tray wearing a dress] Brandon: Ugh! That's awful. Although you could lose a few pounds. Chaz: Stop it. Brandon: You stop it. Chaz: Bitch.
Nelson Moss: Try to be wrong once in a while. I'd do my ego good.
Chaz: I do believe that is my favourite sweatshirt I see. Sara: Uh huh. Chaz: You must be November. Nelson Moss: I must be November? Sara: That's Nelson. Chaz: Hey Nelson, how are you? I'm Chaz. Nelson Moss: Hey. Chaz: You know what? Keep the sweatshirt. It looks better on you. Nelson Moss: Is this some kind of uh, communal, culty, squeaky charlie type a deal?
Nelson Moss: [Talking to himself about his advertising campaign] Number one dog, dog at the top. Angelica: Slow down, Fido. We need to talk.
Chaz: Did you change the beans or something? Sara: Yep, it's hazelnut. You don't like it? Chaz: Honestly, it tastes like camel piss. Lets stick to the classics in future.
Nelson Moss: What are you doing? Sara: Taking your shirt off. Nelson Moss: Why? Sara: Because you smell like puppy pee.
Sara: Nelson do you want to be my November. Nelson: Yes.
Sara: What are you more afraid of: spending more than two consecutive nights with the same woman, or finding out this thing might not be as crazy as it seems?
Sara: You're my immortality Nelson.
Vince Holland: Hey, uh, quick order, uh, one cappuccino to go. Rachel, Coffee Shop Waitress: Uh, quick answer, no quick orders.