Cruel Intentions

Sebastian: Take yourself, for example. 'You're a very attractive woman. You have killer legs, I'd love to photograph them.' That was the old me. Now I'm cured.

Katherine: Whenever I feel a temptation, I turn to God and he helps me through it.

Katherine: When I get done with Cecil she'll be the premiere tramp of the New York area and Court's new girl will be damaged goods.

Annette: It's my belief that people should experience the act of love until they are in love. I just don't think people of our age are mature enough to make that decision.

Annette: Listing my qualities on your fingers is not going to get you anywhere with me. The best you can hope for is my friendship & you're really walking a fine line at that.

Sebastian: Ronald, emails are for geeks and pedophiles. Be romantic. Write her another letter.

Katherine: Eat me Sebastian. It's alright for guys like you and Court to fuck everyone but when I do it, I get dumped for innocent little twits like Cecil. God forbid I exult confidence and enjoy sex. Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady? I'm the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side and sometimes I want to kill myself. So there's your psychoanalysis Dr. Freud. Now tell me, are you in or are you out?

Katherine: Cecil, everybody does it, it's just that nobody talks about it.

Sebastian: Katherine, the only thing you're going to be riding is me.

Sebastian: It's not like you have a husband, unless you're married to Jesus.

Sebastian: I just came to tell you I'm leaving.
Annette: Where are you going?
Sebastian: Back to the city. I may go to the South of France for the rest of the summer. I just can't take your games anymore.
Annette: What games?
Sebastian: Oh, come on. You're hot one minute, you're cold the next. You make me feel inadequate.
Annette: Well, I guess if that's how I make you feel, then it's best that you're leaving.
Sebastian: Good for you.
Annette: Sebastian, I don't want us to part on bad terms.
Sebastian: Well, I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter. You're a hypocrite, and I don't associate with hypocrites.
Annette: How am I a hypocrite?
Sebastian: Oh please, Annette. You spend all your time preaching about waiting for love, well here it is, right in front of you, and you're going to turn your back on it. So I guess we're just fucked. I'll move on but you are going to have to spend the rest of your life knowing that you turned your back on love and that makes you a hypocrite. Have a nice life.

Katherine: Silly rabbit. My triumph isn't over her, it's over you. You were very much in love with her and you're still in love with her, but it amused me to make you ashamed of it. You gave up on the first person you ever loved because I threatened your reputation. Don't you get it? You're just a toy Sebastian, a little toy I like to play with, and now you've completely blown it with her. I think it's the saddest thing I've ever heard. Cheers.

Katherine: So I assumed you've came here to make some arrangements, but unfortunately, I don't fuck losers.

Sebastian: Dear Annette, I don't know what I could possibly say to rectify the harm I've caused you. The truth of the matter is that being with you is the only time I've been happy. My whole life has been a joke. I prided myself on taking joy in other's misery. Well, it finally backfired. I succeeded in hurting the first person I loved. Enclosed is my most prized possession: my journal. For a long time I considered it my trophy, assorted collection of my conquests. If you really want to know the truth, then please read it. No more lies. Please give me another chance. I'm a wreck without you.

Annette: I know this sounds really trite, but sometimes when I can't go on, I turn to Jesus and he helps me through it.

Katherine: However dark the cloud, there is always a silver lining. It might be hard to see but what we should learn from this experience is to be true to ourselves and to resist the temptation of peer pressure. As student body president I've tried to set an example in myself. Unfortunately, the one person I could not reach out to in time was my step-brother Sebastian. I know he's looking down on us today and... I know he's looking down on us today and he would want me to say, he would want me to say, 'Katherine!' He would want me to say, 'Katherine, I'm sorry!' What is going on?! Don't you people have any respect?!