Mark:"Mother, I do not need a blind date. Not with a verbally incontinent spinster who drinks like a fish, smokes like a chimney, and dresses like her mother."
Daniel: F**k me, I love Keats!
Bridget: I choose Vodka. And Chaka Khan.
Mark: I like you just the way you are.
Bridget: Bridget Jones, wanton sex goddess, with a very bad man between her thighs..... Mum.
Boss:So why do you want to work in Television?
Bridget: I've got to leave my current job because I've shagged my boss.
Boss:Fair enough , start on monday we'll see how we go
Bridget: Where the f**k is the f**king tuna?...This is Bridget Jones, searching for tuna...
Bridget: It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces.
Mark: I don't think you're an idiot at all. I mean, there are elements of the ridiculous about you. Your mother's pretty interesting. And you really are an appallingly bad public speaker. And, um, you tend to let whatever's in your head come out of your mouth without much consideration of the consequences.... But the thing is, um, what I'm trying to say, very inarticulately, is that, um, in fact, perhaps despite appearances, I like you, very much.'
Bridget: "You wear stupid things your mom buys you, youre haughty, and you always say the wrong thing in every situation, and i do believe you should rethink the length of your sideburns...but youre a nice man, and...i like you..."
Bridget: Wait a minute... nice boys don't kiss like that.
Mark Darcy: Oh, yes, they f**king do.
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