Hallie: How far away is London anyway?
Annie: Well, from here it's 3,000 miles, but sometimes it seems much further... How far away is your home?
Hallie: Oh, California is way at the other end of the country. Actually, here's a picture of my house. [shows Annie a photo]
Annie: Wow! It's beautiful.
Hallie: Yeah. We built it when I was little. We've got this incredible porch that looks over the entire vineyard, and then–
Annie: [points to figure in the photograph] Who.. Who's that?
Hallie: Oh, that's my Dad; He didn't know I was taking the picture then, or else he would have turned around. He's kinda like my best friend. We do everything together. [Annie sighs] What's the matter?
Annie: Oh, it's chilly in here, that's all...
Hallie: [pulls out a packet of Oreos] Want one?
Annie: Oh, sure, I love Oreos! At home I eat them with... I eat them with peanut butter.
Hallie: [surprised] You do? That is so weird... [pulls out a jar of peanut butter] So do I!
Annie: You're kidding! Most people find that totally disgusting!
Hallie: I know! I don't get it...
Annie: Me either.
[They both laugh]
Hallie: What's your dad like? I mean, is he the kind of father you can talk to, or is he one of those workaholic types who says; "I'll talk to ya later, honey...", but you know, never really does? I hate that.
Annie: I don't have a father, actually. I mean, I had one once, I suppose... But my parents divorced years ago. My mother never even mentions him. It's like he evaporated into thin air, or something...
Hallie: It's scary the way nobody stays together anymore.
Annie: Tell me about it.
Annie: Well, from here it's 3,000 miles, but sometimes it seems much further... How far away is your home?
Hallie: Oh, California is way at the other end of the country. Actually, here's a picture of my house. [shows Annie a photo]
Annie: Wow! It's beautiful.
Hallie: Yeah. We built it when I was little. We've got this incredible porch that looks over the entire vineyard, and then–
Annie: [points to figure in the photograph] Who.. Who's that?
Hallie: Oh, that's my Dad; He didn't know I was taking the picture then, or else he would have turned around. He's kinda like my best friend. We do everything together. [Annie sighs] What's the matter?
Annie: Oh, it's chilly in here, that's all...
Hallie: [pulls out a packet of Oreos] Want one?
Annie: Oh, sure, I love Oreos! At home I eat them with... I eat them with peanut butter.
Hallie: [surprised] You do? That is so weird... [pulls out a jar of peanut butter] So do I!
Annie: You're kidding! Most people find that totally disgusting!
Hallie: I know! I don't get it...
Annie: Me either.
[They both laugh]
Hallie: What's your dad like? I mean, is he the kind of father you can talk to, or is he one of those workaholic types who says; "I'll talk to ya later, honey...", but you know, never really does? I hate that.
Annie: I don't have a father, actually. I mean, I had one once, I suppose... But my parents divorced years ago. My mother never even mentions him. It's like he evaporated into thin air, or something...
Hallie: It's scary the way nobody stays together anymore.
Annie: Tell me about it.
Hallie: How far away is London anyway?
Annie: Well, from here it's 3,000 miles, but sometimes it seems much further... How far away is your home?
Hallie: Oh, California is way at the other end of the country. Actually, here's a picture of my house. [shows Annie a photo]
Annie: Wow! It's beautiful .
Hallie: Yeah. We built it when I was little. We've got this incredible porch that looks over the entire vineyard, and then–
Annie: [points to figure in the photograph] Who.. Who's that?
Hallie: Oh, that's my Dad; He didn't know I was taking the picture then, or else he would have turned around. He's kinda like my best friend. We do everything together. [Annie sighs] What's the matter?
Annie: Oh, it's chilly in here, that's all...
Hallie: [pulls out a packet of Oreos] Want one?
Annie: Oh, sure, I love Oreos! At home I eat them with... I eat them with peanut butter.
Hallie: [surprised] You do ? That is so weird... [pulls out a jar of peanut butter] So do I!
Annie: You're kidding! Most people find that totally disgusting!
Hallie: I know! I don't get it...
Annie: Me either.
[They both laugh]
Hallie: What's your dad like? I mean, is he the kind of father you can talk to, or is he one of those workaholic types who says; "I'll talk to ya later, honey...", but you know, never really does? I hate that.
Annie: I don't have a father, actually. I mean, I had one once , I suppose... But my parents divorced years ago. My mother never even mentions him. It's like he evaporated into thin air, or something...
Hallie : It's scary the way nobody stays together anymore.
Annie : Tell me about it.
http://www.moviequotedb.com/movies/parent-trap-the-1998/quote_55311.html