Kate Beckinsale: Amy Fox

Motel

Amy Fox

David Fox: I guess it could be worse, you know. We could be stuck in that twin bed at your folk's house, trying to pretend like we're a happy couple.
Amy Fox: God, I should've told my mom about us.
David Fox: Why ruin their party though? I think the thing to do is just tell them after we've signed the papers. It felt really strange to be at that party. Watching them all, celebrate being together all those years. How'd it make you feel?
Amy Fox: I don't know. Tired.
David Fox: I'm sorry. Never should've gotten off the interstate, either.
Amy Fox: Miss our last one great adventure together?

Amy Fox: Why didn't you just stay on the interstate?
David Fox: I don't know. I guess I just wanted to make this as miserable as possible, you know? See just how big a bitch you'd be about it.

[first lines]
David Fox: [after swerving while driving] Son of a bitch!
Amy Fox: What are you doing?
David Fox: It was a Goddamn raccoon in the middle of the road!
Amy Fox: Well, better to kill us than get a little roadkill on the car, huh?
David Fox: Well, we're still alive. I can tell by the pissy look that you're giving me.

David Fox: Boy, you were really dreaming over there earlier. You were mumbling, jerking around.
Amy Fox: I dreamt you were trying to kill me. We were at my parents anniversary party and my mother wouldn't stop talking. You started screaming you couldn't take it anymore, and then you tried to strangle me.
David Fox: Hey, at least you were dreaming about me, right? That's kind of an improvement.

David Fox: [after Amy accidentally cuts her finger while cutting into an apple] You okay? I keep telling you how stupid that is to do that. You ought to just kind of bite into the apple like the rest of the world.
Amy Fox: It hurts my teeth.
David Fox: As bad as cutting your finger off?

David Fox: Yeah, we'll go ahead and stay here. Thanks.
Mason: I'll give you two the honeymoon suite, for five dollars extra. It's got a few perks that the others don't.
Amy Fox: Regular room will be fine, thank you.
Mason: What the heck, I'll give it to you for the same rate.

David Fox: Never see stars anymore. At least not in L.A. It's kind of nice out here, really. I bet Charlie would've liked it.
Amy Fox: Well you should've brought us sometime. We never went anywhere; the job was always too important to leave.
David Fox: Why do you do that?
Amy Fox: Do what?
David Fox: Every time I mention his name you take a shot at me.
Amy Fox: Well stop mentioning his name!
David Fox: Well you see, I'm not like you Amy. I'd rather just kind of remember him and deal with the pain.

David Fox: So how far back was the gas station?
Amy Fox: I don't know, about a mile. Kind of a long walk in the middle of the night.
David Fox: Yeah, I mean I guess we could just sit here and hope some idiots like us come along and give us a hand, huh?
Amy Fox: I didn't get us lost.
David Fox: No, you slept for three hundred miles, thanks to your Zoloft-Prozac cocktail.
[Amy flicks her middle finger at David]