Carey Mulligan credited as playing...
Cassandra
- Cassandra: Look how easy that was. I guess you just had to think about it in the right way. I guess it feels different when it's someone you love.
- [last lines - in a text to Ryan]
- Cassandra: You didn't think this was the end, did you? It is now. Enjoy the wedding! Love, Cassie & Nina.
- Cassandra: Nina was extraordinary. So smart. Weirdly smart. She was so completely herself. Even when she was four years old. She was fully formed from day one. Same face, same walk. And funny. Like a grownup is funny, kind of shrewd. I was just in awe of her. I couldn't believe she wanted to be my friend. She didn't give a fuck what anyone thought apart from me, because she was just... Nina. And then she wasn't. Suddenly she was something else. She was yours. It wasn't her name she heard when she was walking around. It was yours. Your name all around her. All over her, all the the time. And it just... squeezed her out. So when I heard your name again, your *filthy* fucking name, I wondered, when was the last time anyone had said hers? Or thought it even, apart from me? And it made me so sad because, Al...
- [holds up a scalpel]
- Cassandra: YOU should be the one with her name all over you.
- Jordan: You know, I got a bonus for every settlement out of court. I got another bonus for every charge dropped. We all did. There was a guy... his only job was to go through all their social media accounts for any compromising information. He contacted old friends, past sexual partners. Oh, you'd be amazed how much easier it is now with the internet to dig up dirt. In the old days we used to go through a girl's trash. Now? One drunk photo at a party. Oh, you wouldn't believe how hostile that makes a jury.
- Jordan: [grabs Cassie's hands pleadingly] You gotta help me. I can't sleep. I can't SLEEP. I haven't slept since... I will never forgive myself. I want you to know that. I'll never forgive myself for any of this.
- Cassandra: [crying] I forgive you.
- Paul: [laughing] That was humiliating!
- Cassandra: Why don't you just fuck off, now OK?
- Paul: Wait, are you sober? Oh shit! You're that psycho that Jerry took home.
- Cassandra: I don't know what you're talking about.
- Paul: You know what, not interested, sweetheart. Why don't you just take crazy somewhere else? You're not even that hot.
- Cassandra: You're hardly dropping panties yourself, Paul. When was the last time you scored in daylight?
- Paul: [threateningly] Careful.
- Cassandra: [advancing on him] No, you be careful. I'm not the only one who does this. And some of the other girls really are crazy.
- Paul: I don't believe you.
- Cassandra: There's a woman in this city who carries a pair of scissors.
- Paul: You're lying.
- Cassandra: Try it out next time you go out, and see what happens.
- Paul: Why do you guys have to ruin everything?
- [runs off crying]
- Susan: [harping on herb daughter's birthday] Do you know how strange this is? You, you're still living here at home. Working in that stupid coffee shop since you and Nina dropped out of med school. You're out all night long doing God only knows what. You don't have any boyfriend. You don't have any friends.
- Cassandra: You should'a saved all that for my birthday card.
- Neil: I'm a nice guy.
- Cassandra: You keep saying that, but you're not as rare as you think. You know how I know? Because every week, I go to club. And every week, I act like I'm too drunk to stand. And every...
- [pushes Neil against the wall]
- Cassandra: Fucking week, a nice guy like you comes to see if I'm OK. You wanna fuck me still?
- Neil: No thank you, m'am.
- Cassandra: Hm. No one ever does.
- Mrs. Fisher: I know you feel bad that you weren't there but you gotta let it go.
- Cassandra: I'm just trying to fix it.
- Mrs. Fisher: Oh, come on. you can't. Don't be a child Cassie.
- Cassandra: And you most certainly won't remember the girl, who you threatened, and bullied, till she dropped her case.
- Jordan: I remember her. Nina? Was that it? I'm sorry I don't remember her full name, but it was Nina though, wasn't it?
- Cassandra: [quietly] Yes.
- Jordan: I remember her. Have you come here to hurt me?
- Cassandra: Do you want me to hurt you?
- Jordan: I think so.