Queer as Folk - memorable quotes
Melanie: And who the fuck are you?
Brian: His name's...
Michael: Justin.
Brian: You were on the phone when he shot his load all over me.
Lindsay: Yuck! Brian!
Brian: He can't help it. He's only 17.
Melanie: So you and Lindsay each had an infant tonight.
Brian: Yeah but mine doesn't suck on my tits... unless I want him to. (101)
Brian: I don't believe in love. I believe in fucking. It's honest, it's efficient. You get in and out with the maximum of pleasure, and minimum of bullshit. Love is something that straight people tell themselves they're in, so they can get laid. And they end up hurting each other, because it was all based on lies to begin with. If that's what you want, then go find yourself a pretty little girl... and get married. (102)
Brian: So in other words. For Justin to stay here with you, Justin has to deny who he is� what he feels� That's not love. That's hate. Justin, you coming? (108)
Brian: It's not lying if they make you lie, if the only truth they can accept is their own. (108)
Brian: You're going out of state?
Justin: Why? Do you give a shit?
Brian: It's just the first I've heard of it, that's all.
Justin: You do. You give a shit! You give a shit! You so care about me! You love me so much!
Brian: Get out!
Justin: Brian Kinney gives a shit!
Brian: Fuck you. (116)
Brian: I know it's scarier choosing your own path than doing what's expected of you. (118)
Justin: Because no guy, unless he had money issues would do something like that. And you're weird about sex. After I had sex with my friend Daphne, she flipped out.
Mel and Lindsay: What?!
Mel: You slept with Daphne?
Justin: She wanted me to be her first time.
Lindsay: How was it?
Justin: She's going to need a little practice. Anyway we're said that nothing would change, and it totally has. I think she's in love with me.
Lindsay: Because it's not so easy for most woman to separate sex and love as it is for a man.
Mel: Yeah, that was always my biggest complaint about men.
Lindsay: And especially when it's your first time. And here you are in someone to come into your body.
Mel: You never feel so close to anyone in your life.
Lindsay: And before you know it, you're falling in love with this person, because they've made you feel like how you never thought you could feel.
Mel: So, maybe you understanding why Daphne maybe in love with you? (119)
Justin: Don't go. You can't go. What are you going to do without me?
Brian: I donno. I think I survive.
Justin: Doubt it.
Brian: I'm sure you go along fine with your own.
Justin: No.
Brian: Yeah, you will. You're going to do what you should have done a long time ago. You're going to meet some twinkie your own age.
Justin: What do I want with some kid who doesn't know shit?!
Brian: I do need to take a shower.
Justin: Go. Go take a shower! Go to New York! Go to your new life! In a year -- probably not even that long -- you won't even remember my name. I'll justbe that 'kid who wouldn't leave me alone, who thought he was in love with me.' If you fucking think of me at all.
Brian: I won't. I won't think of you. When I walk out that door, I don't plan on ever looking back. And I expect you to do the same. (121)
Brian: To go out in a blaze of glory. Like Cobain, James Dean... Hendrix. They're all legends. They'll always be young, and they will always be beautiful.
Michael: And they will always be dead.
Brian: Life's not worth living, if you don't take risks! (122)
Brian: You walked down with me, back to the Jeep, and we were goofing, we were dancing. I kissed you, said 'later.' And then you turned around and smiled. Then I knew why Debbie calls you Sunshine. (202)
Brian: Don't you... remember... anything? (202)
Justin: I wish I could remember.
Brian: I wish I could forget. (202)
Brian: I'm suing the motherfucker. He said I was thirty-one...I'm thirty. (203)
Emmett: What kind of homosexual are you?
Brian: The kind that fucks men. (213)
Ted: Michael's got Ben. You've got Justin. Even Emmett has George, for Christ's sake. How come everybody's got someone except me?
Brian: The reason you don't have a boyfriend is because you don't want one.
Ted: I don't?
Brian: If you had one, it would challenge the well-established opinion you have of yourself as a worthless sack of shit that nobody wants. Therefore, you go after guys you know will reject you, then you stand around here and bitch like a high school girl, when in fact you've gotten exactly what you wanted, namely nothing.
Ted: Well, thank you, Dr. Kinney. You've saved me years of therapy not to mention several thousand dollars. (214)
Trick: You're just kicking me out?
Brian: You got it.
Trick: Why're the best fucks always the biggest jerks? (302)
Justin: I'm not anti-social, I just can't stand people. (303)
Ethan: It was one stupid mistake! Look how many times you forgave Brian!
Justin: I NEVER forgave Brian! I never had to, cause he never promised me anything. You did. (307)
Justin: And you're so smart? If you had any fucking brains at all you never would have let me leave. You would have told me I was making the biggest mistake of my life, that I would regret it as long as I live. You would have told me that what you gave me was a thousand...a million times better than anything he had to offer. You would have told me you loved me. (308)
Justin: I gave it some thought and decided you should take me back.
Brian: Oh?
Justin: Even though I've made a few mistakes, I think you'd be making an even bigger one not giving me a second chance.
Brian: I see.
Justin: Cause now I understand what it is you want of me. And I know what I can expect from you.
Brian: You also understand you'll be required to work long, hard hours -- sometimes deep into the night?
Justin: It would be a pleasure to work under you...Sir.
Brian: And you're never to play violin music in my presence again.
Justin: I promise.
Brian: Good. Well then, you can start immediately. (308)
Justin: I can't believe you did this. It's so…
Brian: Noble?
Justin: Out of character. What made you do it?
Brian: Some asshole told me that if you believe in something strongly enough, you have to be willing to sacrifice everything. (314)
Brian: Basic rule of advertising and eternal damnation: Once you sell your soul to the devil, he holds the copyright. (402)
Brian: And as for the times when you're not around, I wouldn't particularly mind it if you were. (414)
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Ted: Oh, you want it! What for?
Brian: I gotta keep the boys off the street at night. I gotta provide them with a warm, friendly environment in which to use illegal substances and have promiscuous sex - safely, of course.
Ted: Noble sentiment. But investment-wise, not very practical.
Brian: And what would be practical, Theodore? To get married? And move to the suburbs? And become a home-lovin', child-raisin', God-fearin' imitation heterosexual? And for what? So that I can become another dead soul, goin' to the mall, droppin' my kids off at school, and having barbecues in the backyard? That's *their* death. Not mine. I'm a cock-sucker! I'm queer! And to anyone who takes pity or offense, I say, "judge yourself." This is where I live. This is who I am. (501)
Brian: Sunshine, how did I ever get along without you? (503)
Justin: You didn’t.
Justin: How can you be so fucking casual? Don’t you ever get tired of it?
Brian: To get tired of something means it’s become predictable, unsatisfying, boring. Sort of like where I suspect this conversation is headed.
Justin: Or it can mean you found something more satisfying, more meaningful.
Brian: And what would that be? (505)
Brian: I thought you’d already worked that out. You were going to live off of your considerable Hollywood wealth and try your hand at being an artist.
Justin: Why are you making fun of me?
Brian: I’m not making fun. You’re making me fucking nervous as hell. Just… tell me what you want, what you’ve decided so we can go to bed and fuck.
Justin: You already know what I want. I’ve already told you.
Brian: [In an increasingly mocking tone] That’s right, you have. A husband, a family, a home. All the things that make life worth living.
Justin: Would you fucking cut it out? Just stop it. And I know you can’t give me those things.
Brian: Not can’t. Can’t implies that I’m incapable. It’s that I won’t.
Justin: I accept that. I suppose it’s why I’ve always loved you.
Brian: Ah, the untamable beast.
Justin: But to be a couple, both people have to want the same things, to move in the same direction. If they can’t or… won’t, they really have nowhere to go.
Brian: Probably not.
Justin: Then why are we still doing this if we both know it’s never going to work?
Brian: Damned if I know. (507)
Brian: Well, Mikey. Congratulations!
Michael: For what?
Brian: You won. To the spoiler goes the victory.
Michael: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Brian: Of course you don’t. No one plays dewy-eyed innocent better than you. Although at 34, you’re getting a little bit long in the tooth for short pants.
Michael: Speaking of outgrowing your act. Nothing’s more pathetic, to use one of your favorite words, than an over-the-hill club boy.
Brian: You infected him. With your petty bourgeois, mediocre, conformist, assimilationist life. Thanks to you, he’s got visions, of babies, weddings, white picket fences dancing in his blond little head.
Michael: And you think that I put them there?
Brian: Before you and your husband tied the noose around your necks, he was perfectly happy. But now, he’s a defector, just like the rest of…
Michael: He was never perfectly happy. Waiting for years for you to say, "I love you. You’re the only one I want."
Brian: That’s not who I am.
Michael: Don’t we all know?
Brian: But now he’s here in your house…
Michael: It’s a home.
Brian: It’s a farce. It’s a freak show.
Michael: Call it what you want. I honestly don’t care. But he didn’t leave because I infected him. He left because of you. Who wouldn’t? (507)
Jennifer: Quite the comedown from Brian's place
Justin: You weren't so thrilled when I moved in there
Jennifer: No I guess not. I just wish that - can't believe I'm actually hearing myself say this -
Justin: What?
Jennifer: That you and he could have somehow managed to work things out
Justin: Me too
Jennifer: I mean It's not as if he repeatedly and systematically lied to you, or abused you, or betrayed you, like your father did to me
Justin: No of course not! He saved my life, he took care of me, he gave me Everything. It's just that we each want different things
Jennifer: And neither of you is willing to change?
Justin: That's not love, that's sacrifice. (507)
Brian: My mother was a frigid bitch, my father an abusive drunk. They had a hateful marriage, which is probably why I am unwilling or unable to perform a long term, committed relationship of my own. The fact that I drink like a fish, abuse drugs, and have more or less redefined promiscuous sex doesn't help, much. As a result, I've lost the two people in my life that mean the most of me. There, don't you feel better? No, but I'm sure you do. (508)
Brian: You won't marry me. Who could blame you? I am, without a doubt, the worst candidate for marriage alive. But, conversely, that's also the reason that I'm the best candidate.
Justin: And how's that?
Brian: Because as strongly as I was opposed to the idea, now that I'm behind it, I am as fervently and passionately committed.
Justin: Uh-huh. And what changed your mind?
Brian: I finally thought of one good reason to do it.
Justin: And what is that one good reason?
Brian: To prove to the person that I love how much I love him. That I would give anything, I would do anything, I'd be anything... to make him happy.
Justin: You're fucking unbelievable.
Brian: It's true. I am.
Justin: You, you bought this. You bought this palace.
Brian: It's for my prince. I'm also selling the loft, and the club.
Justin: Without even knowing what my answer would be?
Brian: I'm taking a chance on love.
Justin: ...Then you mean it.
Brian: I've never meant anything more.
Justin: Ok.
Brian: Ok?
Justin: Let's do it.
Brian: Say it.
Justin: Yes!
Brian: Yes what?
Justin: Yes. Yes, I will marry you. I will marry you.
Justin: What? Don't tell me you're already having second thoughts.
Brian: Not one. (511)
Debbie: There's only one explanation - he must've knocked up Sunshine. (512)
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