After Hours quotes

View Quote Julie: Hey Paul, do you like my hairdo?
Paul: Yes... yes, I do.
Julie: Then why don't you touch it?

View Quote Kiki: You do that all day and your own shoulders get pretty sore.
Paul: You want a massage?
Kiki: You read my mind. Would you?
Paul: Sure. I'm not too good at this. I just know a few basic moves.
Kiki: Just make it hurt and you're on the right track.

View Quote Marcy: I hope you don't have to get up early tomorrow morning or anything.
Paul: No. No, I don't.
Marcy: Because I think you're somebody I can really talk to. And tonight I feel like - I feel like I'm gonna let loose or something. I feel like - I feel like something incredible is really gonna happen here! [laughs] I feel soooo excited. I don't know why? I feel it. [laughs] I'm glad you came. [laughs]

View Quote Marcy: My husband was a movie freak. Actually, he was particularly obsessed with one movie, "The Wizard of Oz." He talked about it constantly. I thought it was cute at first. On our wedding night, I was a virgin. When we made love - you've seen the movie, haven't you?
Paul: "The Wizard of Oz"? Yeah.
Marcy: Well, whenever he - you know, when he came...
Paul: Yeah.
Marcy: ...he would scream out, "Surrender Dorothy!" That's all! Just "Surrender Dorothy!"
Paul: Wow.
Marcy: Instead of saying something normal like, "Oh, God," or something normal like that. I mean, it was pretty creepy! And I told him I thought so, but he just, he just couldn't stop, he just, he just couldn't stop, he just... couldn't stop.

View Quote Paul: Could we have the check?
Coffee Shop Cashier: It's on the house.
Paul: Really?
Coffee Shop Cashier: Sure. What the hell. Different rules apply when it get's this late. You know what I mean? It's like after hours.

View Quote Paul: Greg called.
Marcy: Oh, how'd that little **** find out I was staying here tonight? He probably wants to whine to me about his latest boyfriend.
Paul: Friends like that are hard to deal with sometimes.
Marcy: Well, that's what friends are for!

View Quote Paul: I have had a terrible, terrible night. Do you understand?
Gail: I'm just trying to entertain you.
Paul: I don't want any entertainment! And, I'm sorry I did that. I'm sorry. I am under - oh God, I - I'm unable to get home tonight, you know. I can't get home.

View Quote Paul: Is Marcy here?
Kiki: She had to go to the all-night drugstore.
Paul: Is she all right?
Kiki: It's under control.

View Quote Paul: What type of pot is this?
Marcy: Colombian.
Paul: That's a lie.
Marcy: What?
Paul: This isn't Colombian. I don't even think it's pot.
Marcy: That's what the guy who sold it to me said it was...
Paul: Well, the guy who sold it to you is a liar. So are you.
Marcy: Don't get upset, I just won't buy it from him anymore. Are you all right?
Paul: Where are those Plaster of Paris paperweights, anyway? I mean, that's what I came down here to see in the first place. Well, that's not entirely true, I came to see you, but where are the paperweights? That's what I wanna see now!
Marcy: What's the matter?
Paul: I said I wanna see a Plaster of Paris bagel and cream cheese paperweight, now cough it up.
Marcy: Right now?
Paul: Yes, right now!
Marcy: They're in Kiki's bedroom.
Paul: Then get 'em, cause as we sit here chatting, there are important papers flying rampant around my apartment cause I don't have ANYTHING to hold them down with.

View Quote Paul: Which way you headed?
Marcy: Downtown, SoHo.
Paul: Oh, nice... nice. A loft?
Marcy: Yeah, she's a sculptress. Lately she's been making these Plaster of Paris bagel and cream cheeses.
Paul: Really...
Marcy: She's tryin to sell 'em as paperweights. You wanna buy one?
Paul: Paperweights?... uh, yeah I would. How much are they?
Marcy: I don't know. Well, if you think you might be interested, her number is 243-3460.
Paul: 243-3460.
Marcy: Her name's Kiki Bridges.
Paul: Kiki Bridges, okay.
Marcy: Nice talkin' to ya.
Paul: Yeah, great talkin' to you.

View Quote Paul: Why doesn't he have to wait a few minutes?
Club Berlin Bouncer: Tonight is mohawk night. If you had a mohawk, you could go in.
Paul: [laughs] Oh, come on! We're both adults! Why don't you just let me in?
Club Berlin Bouncer: Do you really want to go inside?

View Quote Paul: Why don't you just tell me what's wrong?
Marcy: I was raped once. As a matter of fact it happened right here in this very room. I lived here once. He came in through there on the fire escape. He held a knife to my throat and said if I made a move, he'd cut my tongue out. He tied me to the bed... he took his time... six hours.
Paul: My god... Was he, uh... did they get this guy?
Marcy: No. Actually it was a boyfriend of mine. To tell you the truth, I slept through most of it. So... there you are.

View Quote Paul: You wouldn't believe what I've been through tonight. You just, wouldn't believe it.
Gail: Oh, I'm an ice cream vendor - Mr. Softee.
Paul: What? I - you misunderstood me. I didn't ask what you did for a living. I said, you wouldn't believe what I've been through tonight.
Gail: It's not boring. And I have my own Mr. Softee truck. It's not - it's not boring.

View Quote Pepe: Art sure is ugly.
Neil: Shows how much you know about art. The uglier the art, the more it's worth.
Pepe: This must be worth a fortune, man.

View Quote Tom the Bartender: How about a drink? You look like you could use one.
Paul: You don't happen to have any powerful aphrodisiacs back there, do you?
Tom the Bartender: She won't put out, huh?
Paul: No, it's not for her. It's for me. I seem to have gotten myself involved with one of your ****tail waitresses.
Tom the Bartender: Miss Bee Hive 1965.
Paul: Yes. Don't even ask me how.
Tom the Bartender: So, take off. What's she gonna do? Kill herself?