My Own Private Idaho Comments

Bob Pigeon: Scott. When you inherit your fortune, on your twenty-first birthday, let's see... how far away is this?

Scott Favor: One week away, Bob, just one more week.

Bob Pigeon: Let's not call ourselves robbers, but Diana's foresters. Gentlemen of the shade. Minions of the Moon. Men of good government.

Scott Favor: [under his breath] When I turn twenty-one, I don't want any more of this life. My mother and father will be surprised at the incredible change. It will impress them more when such a fuck-up like me turns good than if I had been a good son all along. All the past years I will think of as one big vacation. At least it wasn't as boring as schoolwork. All my bad behavior I'm going to throw away to pay my debt. I will change when everybody expects it the least.

Scott Favor: I only have sex with a guy for money.

Mike Waters: Yeah, I know.

Scott Favor: And two guys can't love each other.

Mike Waters: Yeah.

Mike Waters: Well, I don't know. I mean... I mean, for me, I could love someone even if I, you know, wasn't paid for it... I love you, and... you don't pay me.

Scott Favor: Mike...

Mike Waters: I really wanna kiss you, man... Well goodnight, man... I love you though... You know that... I do love you.