Kiss Me Quotes

Mia: So... you're saying you like... ?

Frida: Girls, yeah. You didn't know? Then why did you kiss me?

Mia: [embarrassed] I don't know. I just did.

Lasse: Why eat a vegetarian kebab unless you really want meat? I don't get that.

Frida: No, well... I suppose you can't understand everything all the time, Lasse.

Frida: That I'm in love with her.

Elisabeth: Oh, for God's sake! I asked you to try and be nice to her, not fall in love with her!

[Mia and Frida had just had sex again]

Frida: Mia... I think you lied to me.

Mia: About what?

Frida: I can't be the first girl you've been with.

Mia: [beat] No. Is it that obvious?

Frida: It is. I thought about it when we were on Fyn, too. Why didn't you tell me? Are you ashamed?

Mia: No. I just never thought I'd feel this way again.

Frida: Did you love her?

Mia: Would you be jealous if I said yes?

Frida: Yes, absolutely. Does Tim know?

Mia: No. It was a long time before him. I've never cheated on him... before now.

Frida: I want to be with you all the time, but I don't want to be someone that you cheat on Tim with.

Frida: Are you angry with me?

Mia: I like you so much, Frida, but I'm all turned around inside.

Frida: I understand, but I'm here. You can talk to me.

Mia: Frida, I love Tim.

Frida: I don't believe that.

Mia: We've built a life together.

Frida: I know you have feelings for me.

Mia: I'm marrying Tim in a few months. I can't feel this way. Don't you see? I just can't.

Frida: [after a long pause] Then you'll just have to keep on living with him.

Mia: We could live like this, couldn't we? This is almost like a shoebox.

Frida: I wouldn't want it to be like this. It's not real. We're locking ourselves away from real life.

Mia: It's hard for me, Frida. I'm not brave like you. I just wish people wouldn't ask questions.

Frida: [short pause] I want them to ask questions. I'm proud of you. I want to show the world how much I love you.

Mia: I know it's none of my business...

Frida: Go ahead and ask.

Mia: You and Oskar... Are you dating or something?

Frida: What?

Mia: I don't know. It just seems...

Frida: What's it to you? Is it the age difference you're concerned about?

Mia: Excuse me, "What's it to me?" We're about to become a family. Don't you think it's a little...

Frida: Come off it. We don't have the same parents. You're making it sound like incest.

[notes Mia turning away from the conversation]

Frida: But I've got to say, your little brother is awesome in bed.