Kate Hudson credited as playing...
Molly
- Molly Peterson: So you really were serious about Audrey Hepburn, huh?
- Dupree: She had it all. Style, grace, ethereal beauty. Just like I thought Mandy did.
- Molly Peterson: I don't know. I have a hard time imagining Audrey Hepburn getting buttered up to Funky Cold Medina.
- Dupree: Really? I don't.
- Carl Peterson: The insurance adjuster recommended that we sue Dupree.
- Molly Peterson: For a mooosehead?
- Carl Peterson: [Carl is rubbing Molly's feet] You have the most beautiful toes, have I ever told you that? And I'm not even a foot guy.
- Molly Peterson: Are you concentrating on the game? Or are you lusting at the feet of your soon-to-be wife?
- Randy Dupree: Everyone's asleep and here's lonely old Dupree waling away on himself.
- Molly Peterson: You weren't waling away...
- Randy Dupree: God! An animal wouldn't debase himself thus!
- Molly Peterson: When did we get HBO?
- Dupree: Yeah, you saw that. I upgraded us, and I'm going to go halfsies on it 'cause I love it also.
- Molly Peterson: Look at that. It's my grandmother's silver cheese platter and you used it to serve nachos.
- Carl Peterson: Well nachos have cheese in them.
- Carl Peterson: Everybody knows that your father, when he likes somebody, he invites them out on a little fishing trip. Fact: I've never been invited fishing. Not once.
- Molly Peterson: You hate fishing.
- Carl Peterson: He doesn't know that.
- Molly Peterson: Now you've upset Randolph.
- Carl Peterson: Randolph? Randolph? You've got to be kidding me. I know a Randy Dupree. I do NOT know a Randolph!
- Molly Peterson: Did it ever occur to you that maybe he prefers to be called Randolph?
- Carl Peterson: No, Molly, it never occured to me. The guy writes some bullshit poetry, and suddenly, he's got a brand new name.
- Molly Peterson: You haven't really been taking care of yourself. I can't remember the last time you exercised. And how many Twinkies have you had today?
- Carl Peterson: What are you talking about?
- Molly Peterson: Oh Carl, please. There's like a million Twinkie wrappers on the floor of your car. You're not fooling anybody.
- Carl Peterson: All right. All right. So I admit it, I enjoy one occasionally. Is there something so wrong with that? Look, Molly, I am under a great deal of stress! What do you want from me?
- [spots a magazine with Nick Lachey on the cover]
- Carl Peterson: Wait a minute. Is this the kind of thing that turns you on?
- Molly Peterson: Oh, Carl!
- Carl Peterson: Is this what turns you on? Come on, Molly!
- Molly Peterson: I was reading an article on Oprah!
- Carl Peterson: Yeah, well I'm sorry I can't be one of your boy-band flavor-of-the-weeks, with their enhanced frosted tips and washboard bellies and their hairless backs!
- Molly Peterson: What's happening to us, Carl?
- Carl Peterson: I don't know what's happening to you, Molly, but apparently I'm getting fat!
- Carl Peterson: You gonna hit me with that thing? Come on I dare you!
- [Thompson knocks him out with a candlestick]
- Molly Peterson: Dad!
- Mr. Thompson: He dared me.
- Molly Peterson: Dad, I'm going to ask you something and remember, you've never lied to me before. Do you ever really want my marriage to work?
- Mr. Thompson: That's a really complicated question, Molly.
- Molly Peterson: No. Actually, it's not.