Gone Girl Quotes
Tanner Bolt: I will drill you as if you were doing a deposition. What to say, what not to say.
Margo Dunne: A trained monkey?
Tanner Bolt: A monkey who doesn't get the lethal injection.
Margo Dunne: A trained monkey?
Tanner Bolt: A monkey who doesn't get the lethal injection.
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Amy Dunne: [writes a diary entry in February 14, 2012]For Valentine's Day, I thought I'd buy a gun.
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Nick Dunne: Do you really want to be the couple that has a baby to save their marriage?
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Sharon Schieber: Nick Dunne. You're probably the most hated man in America right now. Did you kill your wife, Nick?
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Nick Dunne: I hope you don't mind me coming by, I got your address from this letter you wrote to my wife.
Desi Collings: Amy and I believe in the lost art of letter writing.
Nick Dunne: I always wondered why you kept in touch, after everything. You were together for two years in boarding school, right?
Desi Collings: She was my first serious girlfriend.
Nick Dunne: Why did you break up?
Desi Collings: That's a strange question.
Nick Dunne: Did you treat her bad? Did you cheat on her?
Desi Collings: That's a RUDE question.
Nick Dunne: Let me tell you what Amy told me. She dumped you, you completely unravelled. You stalked her, you threatened her, you attempted suicide in her bed and were institutionalised.
Desi Collings: Your wife is missing, and you came all this way to tell me this?
Nick Dunne: Well I thought there might be another side to this story. [Desi closes the door]
Desi Collings: Amy and I believe in the lost art of letter writing.
Nick Dunne: I always wondered why you kept in touch, after everything. You were together for two years in boarding school, right?
Desi Collings: She was my first serious girlfriend.
Nick Dunne: Why did you break up?
Desi Collings: That's a strange question.
Nick Dunne: Did you treat her bad? Did you cheat on her?
Desi Collings: That's a RUDE question.
Nick Dunne: Let me tell you what Amy told me. She dumped you, you completely unravelled. You stalked her, you threatened her, you attempted suicide in her bed and were institutionalised.
Desi Collings: Your wife is missing, and you came all this way to tell me this?
Nick Dunne: Well I thought there might be another side to this story. [Desi closes the door]
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Marybeth Elliott: [Walking around North Carthage with Nick]My God, this place literally smells like feces.
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Nick Dunne: When I think of my wife, I always think of her head. The shape of it, to begin with.
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Nick Dunne: All I'm trying to do is being nice to the people who are volunteering to help find Amy.
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Detective Rhonda Boney: Well, we have our first clue. [holds an envelope that reads Clue One]
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Nick Dunne: You know, we have a pretty serious homeless problem in our neighborhood. You maybe could should check that out.
Officer Jim Gilpin: We'll look into that.
Officer Jim Gilpin: We'll look into that.
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Ellen Abbott: I so appreciate you giving us this time, Nick.
Nick Dunne: You went on national television and told people that I murdered my wife.
Ellen Abbott: Well, I go where the story goes.
Nick Dunne: You implied that I had carnal relations with my sister.
Ellen Abbott: I didn't use the I word. I said you two were extremely close.
Nick Dunne: You had a pile of nitwits diagnose me as a sociopath.
Ellen Abbott: Icebreaker.
Ellen Abbott: [shows him a robot cat toy]To go with your robot dog.
Nick Dunne: I'll go find Amy.
Nick Dunne: You went on national television and told people that I murdered my wife.
Ellen Abbott: Well, I go where the story goes.
Nick Dunne: You implied that I had carnal relations with my sister.
Ellen Abbott: I didn't use the I word. I said you two were extremely close.
Nick Dunne: You had a pile of nitwits diagnose me as a sociopath.
Ellen Abbott: Icebreaker.
Ellen Abbott: [shows him a robot cat toy]To go with your robot dog.
Nick Dunne: I'll go find Amy.
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Amy Dunne: I'm so much happier now that I'm dead. Technically missing. Soon to be presumed dead. Gone. And my lazy lying shitting oblivious husband will go to prison for my murder. Nick Dunne took my pride and my dignity and my hope and my money. He took and took from me until I no longer existed. That's murder. Let the punishment fit the crime. To fake a convincing murder you have to have discipline. You befriend a local idiot. Harvest the details of her hundrum life and cram her with stories about your husband's violent temper. Secretly create some money troubles: credit cards, perhaps online gambling. With the help of the unwitting, bump up your life insurance. Purchase getaway car. Craigslist. Generic. Cheap. Pay cash. You need to package yourself so that people will truly mourn your loss. And America loves pregnant women. As if it's so hard to spread your legs. You know what's hard? Faking a pregnancy. First, drain your toilet. Invite pregnant idiot into your home and ply her with lemonade. Steal pregnant idiot's urine. VoilÓ! A pregnany is now part of your legal medical record. Happy Aniversary. Wait for your clueless husband to start his day. Off he goes... and the clock is ticking. Meticulously stage your crime scene with just enough mistakes to raise the specter of doubt. You need to bleed. A lot. A lot, a lot. The head wound kind of bleed. A crime scene kind of bleed. You need to clean; poorly, like he would. Clean and bleed, bleed and clean. And leave a Little something behind: a fire in July? And because you're you, you don't stop there. You need a diary. MÝnimum three hundred entries on the Nick and Amy story. Start with the fairy-tale early days: those are true, and they're crucial. You want Nick and Amy to be likable. After that, you invent. The spending, the abuse, the fear, the threat of violence. And Nick thought he was the writer... burn it, just the right amount. Make sure the cops will find it. Finally, honor tradition wi
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