Dirty Girl (2010)

Jeremy Dozier: Clarke

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• Danielle : I'm glad you're back.

  Clarke : I don't know, I kind of miss that place

  Danielle : Shut up!

  Clarke : A school with no girls, I was *very* popular.

  Danielle : [Smiling]  You fucking whore! Remember, "nobody likes a dirty girl"!

• Danielle : [about naming their sack of flour]  I'm thinking "Joan", like Joan Jett.

  Clarke : Or Crawford. That's nice.

  Danielle : Is there some sort of special gene that makes you say "Crawford" when I say "Joan"?

• Clarke : You ever try magic fingers?

• Danielle : What do you want?

  Clarke : Uh, we're partners.

  Danielle : No offense, but my designated is, as of this morning, no longer designated.

  Clarke : I don't know what that means.

  Danielle : It's Danielle's three D's of dating: Discriminate, designate, and dump, and since the unfortunate dumping of Brad, due to his lack of sanitary respect, Im on to the next. And quite frankly, as a dick smoker, you don't qualify.

  [Walks away] 

  Clarke : ...But we're married.

• Clarke : Poor Joan. She only has one grandpa, and he's a total dick.

• Joseph : You and I had a deal, didn't we? Seems to me you're not holding up your end of the bargain, though, you copy me? Clarke? Do you copy me? You know what that makes you? It makes you a welcher. The only thing worse than being a gay is being a welcher.

  Clarke : I'm not no gay.

  Joseph : Yeah, who am I supposed to believe? A 15-year-old welcher, or a qualified medical physician?

  Clarke : He's a chiropractor.

  Joseph : He's got experience.

• Danielle : What are you doing?

  Clarke : Nothing.

  Danielle : You're hitting on me, and I do not appreciate it.

  Clarke : I have discriminated, and I have designated.

  Danielle : What the fuck? I thought you were a faggot.

  Clarke : Only 65 percent.

  Danielle : Huh?

  Clarke : My therapist showed me this chart. It says that I'm 35 percent hetero. And if I can get that up to 60 percent, my parents won't send me to military school.

• Danielle : Meet Joan. So named for the irrepressible lead singer of the Blackhearts.

  Clarke : And the alcoholic, child-abusing movie star.

• Clarke : If you spill that, my dad'll kill me.

  Danielle : Baby... you came out of the closet, stole his car and took off with the class whore. You're the definition of dead.

• Danielle : [about the sack of flour "Joan"]  You've gotta be more careful with her. How would you like to be dropped on your head?

  Clarke : I have been dropped on my head. Daddy says Mama dropped me, and that's what accounts for my feminine ways.

  Danielle : You trying to make Joan a lesbian?

• Danielle : Did you tell your parents where we are? I swear to God, if you did, Clarke, I will pull this car over and kick your ass out!

  Clarke : You are running toward something, Danielle. I am just running away.

  Danielle : Well, ain't that poetic?

  Danielle : My daddy's credit card is financing this little adventure of yours. You have not even said, "Thank you".

  Danielle : [Slightly taken aback]  Some things go without saying.

  Clarke : Then I guess it goes without saying that you are the neatest person that I have ever met! And I am not afraid no more when I'm around you, 'cause you are cooler than I will ever be. And It also goes without saying that I would never tell on you!

  Danielle : [pause]  I promise I'll find a way to thank you.

• Joel : My daddy took off when I was little.

  Clarke : Like Dani's.

  Danielle : Mine took off before I was born, so I win.

  Joel : Are we competing?

  Danielle : I'm just saying, I probably had it worse.

  Joel : You know what it's like then, don't you? That crazy thing when you look for him everywhere. Anytime you're in a crowd, there's a chance, so you... walk around a little straighter, hoping to look your best, just in case. Looking everywhere for somebody who don't want to be found.

• Clarke : They're gay, Dani!

  Danielle : What?

  Clarke : They're gay.

  Danielle : ...But they're so ugly.