The L Word Quote
Dana: [Having walked into the country club kitchen looking for Lara and finding her] Hey...
Lara: [looking up, seeing Dana gets a huge smile on her face] Hey!
[Continues to look at Dana, and cuts her thumb]
Lara: Ow!
Dana: [freaking out] Oh, my god! Oh! oh, my god, I'm sorry, I...
Lara: It's okay...
Dana: [still freaking out] Ah, Jesus, you're disfigured!
Lara: [smiling and calm] I'm not disfigured.
Dana: [panicked] But I could've killed you! When you were [makes chopping motion] ... you know...
Lara: [still smiling] It happens all the time.
Dana: Well, should we call a doctor?
Lara: [giggling] Dana!
[holds up hand, counting off fingers]
Lara: Second-degree burn from the bechamel sauce. Run-away shish-kabob. An attack from a particularly hostile live lobster, and, um, electric can-opener.
Dana: [blushing] Is there anything I can do?
Lara: [holding up thumb] You could kiss it and make it better.
Dana: [blushing then looking serious] Um. I was wondering if maybe sometime...
Lara: I would love to.
Dana: Really?
[Lara smiles and nods]
Dana: Okay! Is Thursday night okay?
Lara: Thursday night is great.
Dana: Where do you wanna go?
Lara: Anywhere you're going.
Dana: Yeah, but you're a food person. So, I want to take you someplace really good. Like L'Orangerie.
Lara: No, no, no, that's way too expensive.
Dana: I know. I'll take care of it.
Lara: We're not starting out that way. Um... there's - there's this little place in Koreatown that I've been dying to check out.
Dana: Do
Lara: [looking up, seeing Dana gets a huge smile on her face] Hey!
[Continues to look at Dana, and cuts her thumb]
Lara: Ow!
Dana: [freaking out] Oh, my god! Oh! oh, my god, I'm sorry, I...
Lara: It's okay...
Dana: [still freaking out] Ah, Jesus, you're disfigured!
Lara: [smiling and calm] I'm not disfigured.
Dana: [panicked] But I could've killed you! When you were [makes chopping motion] ... you know...
Lara: [still smiling] It happens all the time.
Dana: Well, should we call a doctor?
Lara: [giggling] Dana!
[holds up hand, counting off fingers]
Lara: Second-degree burn from the bechamel sauce. Run-away shish-kabob. An attack from a particularly hostile live lobster, and, um, electric can-opener.
Dana: [blushing] Is there anything I can do?
Lara: [holding up thumb] You could kiss it and make it better.
Dana: [blushing then looking serious] Um. I was wondering if maybe sometime...
Lara: I would love to.
Dana: Really?
[Lara smiles and nods]
Dana: Okay! Is Thursday night okay?
Lara: Thursday night is great.
Dana: Where do you wanna go?
Lara: Anywhere you're going.
Dana: Yeah, but you're a food person. So, I want to take you someplace really good. Like L'Orangerie.
Lara: No, no, no, that's way too expensive.
Dana: I know. I'll take care of it.
Lara: We're not starting out that way. Um... there's - there's this little place in Koreatown that I've been dying to check out.
Dana: Do
TV Show: The L Word
