Veronica Mars Sverige

Veronica: [citerer "The Big Lebowski"] ..."His Dudeness," or uh, "Duder," or "El Duderino" if you're not into the whole brevity thing.
Duncan: Veronica, you need to stop being The Dude.
Veronica: Stoner Bowler doesn't do it for you?
Duncan: A little. Only because I like the way your lips pout when you do guy voice.
Veronica: These lips? I've had them for years, I can't do a thing with them.

Logan: [kommer in i rummet när Veronica och Duncan kysser varandra] Where's my martini, and why don't I smell pot roast? Hey, you're watching "The Big Lebowski." Why didn't you wait for me?
Duncan: I didn't know when you were coming home.
Logan: Well, you know, when you asked me to move in, I thought it was because... you wanted to spend more time together.

Logan: Seriously, though. I was reading 'The Third Wheel: A Beginner's Guide,' and we should come up with, like, some kind of codeword for when you guys are feeling frisky and don't want to be disturbed.
Veronica: Like "scram"?
Logan: I was thinking..."awkward." But scram is good. Or "amscray." [öppnar dörren och ser Kendall] You're not my grilled cheese.
Kendall: No. [ser att Veronica och Duncan sitter i soffan] iPod girl. With the waxy-eared boyfriend. Small world.
Veronica: Like this big. [visar ett mått med fingrarna]
Logan: My codeword will be..."endurance".

Veronica: Dick and Beav's stepmom just came over to have a go-around with your bunkmate. How does that not bother you?
Duncan: 'Cause I'm a guy. [Veronica tittar misstroende på honom] What? If he was in there with Dick and Beaver's real mom, I'd be bothered. But it's Kendall. She's like our age.
Veronica: She's 25.
Duncan: Yeah, but not really. You know what I mean. [Veronica tittar utmanande på honom] What? She's hot. Like that's news.
Veronica: Well, ass-slaps and high fives to Logan for bangin' the hot chick! Maybe she'll buy us beer.
Duncan: I'd ask her, but I think she'll be in there for awhile.

Veronica: Nobody likes an eager Beaver.

Mr. Pope: Mr. Echolls. Oh, Mr. Echolls. I'm afraid that your stock has declined seriously as well.
Logan: I'm not worried. I tend to bounce back.

Veronica: Hey, are you sick? Or am I going to see you singing "Twist and Shout" on a parade float? Call me.

Logan: Hey, remember when we made out against the sink and you had your legs around my waist?
Veronica: [svarar torrt] Stop. You'll make me blush.
Logan: Honestly, how much easier would your life be if you were indifferent to me?
Veronica: So much, since I'm really struggling. What do you want?
Logan: I don't know if you noticed, but I got arrested. Super fun. This guy came forward saying he was the 911 caller the night that Felix got killed, and he's attempting to ruin my life. I thought maybe you could do a little sleuthing for old times' sake.
Veronica: Really? Could I?
Logan: But why would you, right? Hey, at least I got to enjoy asking you for help.

Duncan: I... think they call it a part-time job. I-it's when you do this thing called "work," and strangers pay you instead of the allowance fairy.
Veronica: Ah, the allowance fairy. Elusive in Neptune outside the 09er zip.

Veronica: And the others, I'll just have to convince to trust me with their children long enough for me to get a writing sample.
Duncan: To compare to the book that Meg stole?
Veronica: Yeah.
Duncan: After we break into Meg's house?
Veronica: Pretty much.

Keith: Look who got an invite to the Sheriff Department's Fundraiser/Bachelor Auction.
Veronica: Please say "Veronica Mars."
Keith: Sorry, sweetheart. You can't buy love. Bored wives of the wealthy, however, can. I'm wondering if they'll sell Sheriff Lamb by the pound.

Kendall: Trial? Umm... the verdict's in. Dick's off drinking Mai-Tais on some beach, probably being fanned by the local natives with hundred dollar bills. He's not coming back.

Mrs. Hauser: STDs will kill you. [Jane nyser] Sexually transmitted diseases are no joke, Jane.
Jane: I wasn't laughing. I sneezed.
Mrs. Hauser: See how much you're sneezing when you have gonorrhea. This is important, useful information that you [looks at Jane], trust me, are going to need to know about. [Jane nyser igen] Out!

Mrs. Hauser: All right, people, pair up. You each have a piece of paper with an STD on it. You have to inform your partner that you have said STD.
Veronica: All right, Gia, we can be partners, but no glove, no love.
Dick: Yeah, let's get the dried-up divorcée to teach us about sex.
Gia: I heard her husband left her for a man.
Dick: And now we get bitchy and bitter for a year.
Gia: Mrs. Hauser, mine's wrong. Isn't this a flower?
Mrs. Hauser: No, Gia. Chlamydia is not a flower.
Gia: Well, we have it on, like, a trellis at our beach house.
Veronica: Your trellis is a whore.

Veronica VO: A ten-year-old boy who voluntarily washes his hands, who enjoys quiet time and does what he's told with a smile? If he doesn't pick his nose soon, I'm looking for wires.

Veronica: [om Logan] It's just a really big bug.

Veronica: Your 911 caller, aka Tom Griffith, is Dr. Tom Griffith. He is a very expensive, well-respected plastic surgeon.
Logan: I don't believe it. There are no respected plastic surgeons.

Mr. Fuller: We have a standing dinner date with friends on Fridays. Saturdays, of course, I'm on the boat by myself, if you ever want to come by, smoke a J, fool around. We usually do a day trip about once a month with my boss, if you don't mind working on a Sunday.

Mrs. Casablancas: When was the last time you had a lunch like this?
Dick: When I was a Brady.

Veronica: [till Backup efter dörrklockan ringer] No bark? Is it your day off?

Mrs. Hauser: [halvsjunger] 'Cause mom's got a date with the deputy... and with a name like Sachs... Mmm!

Veronica: Definitely implants - not like clown boobs, but like a generous C.

Logan: [meddelande på hans voicemail] It's Logan. "Life's tragedy is that we get old too soon and wise too late." Ben Franklin.
Veronica: The good news is I'm perfect the way I am. The bad - your plastic surgeon is a mensch.

Dick: [slänger en väska i Kendalls knä] Don't say I never gave you nothing.
Kendall: Well, it's not on fire. [tar fram en kostym för en hushållerska] What is this?
Dick: That's what you'll be wearing when you dust my armoire.

Veronica: Don't judge me for my Ninja Turtles.

Kendall: That was perfect... baby. Oh. It feels so good to be with you, I just wanna be with you all the time.
Logan: Uh, bit of advice: when looking for a sugar daddy, at least pick the richest guy in the hotel suite. [Kendall ser förvånad ut] I'm sorry. Did that hurt your feeling?
Kendall: I can't believe you just said that to me. Doesn't this mean anything to you?
Logan: It does. It means I'm getting laid. And I owe your village a goat.
Kendall: You know, you can joke all you want. I know we have a connection, Logan. You know, it may have just started off as sex, but over these past few months, it's grown into something more.
Logan: Wow. So your feelings have grown as your available balance has shrunk. It's like science! One of the problems of sleeping with your stepson's friend - information tends to leak.
Kendall: I don't know if you've noticed, but you have a pretty good situation for yourself here. You want to go back to playing grab ass with cheerleaders that have just mastered missionary? See ya. You want things to keep going the way they've been going, I'm going to need a few things.
Logan: I'm sorry, "see ya" was option A? Bessie, when the milk stops being free, I stop drinking it.
Kendall: Then what am I supposed to do?
Logan: "Frankly, my dear" - you know the rest.

Logan: You ever think about just getting a job?
Kendall: This is my job.

Madison: "Pretty Woman" is still my favourite movie. Vivian is, like, my hero.
Veronica: She's a hooker.
Gia: Only because she had to be.
Veronica: She's a hooker.
Madison: You should put a tattoo right here [pekar mot Veronicas bröst] so people will have something to look at.
Veronica: [skrattar retande] So Gia, how are things with you and Dick?
Madison: Dick? Like, my Dick?
Gia: You dated Dick?
Madison: Umm, yeah, for like, ever.
Gia: That's so weird.
[Ljud i bakgrunden, Dick och Beaver kommer oinbjudna till festen]
Dick: We came here for the panty raid. We're staying for spin the bottle.
Veronica: I'm outta here.

Keith: When you leave a sleepover early, I'm supposed to put a trench coat over my pajamas and come pick you up.
Veronica: Sorry. I drive now. And I'm not 9.
Keith: You'll always be 9 to me. Going on 30. [märker en lukt och undersöker Veronicas jacka]
Veronica: Whoa, you two need to be alone?
Keith: I know we had the smoking talking somewhere between the birds and the bees and the drinking and driving.
Veronica: Actually I think it was more of a sentence - "don't smoke" - and it was between "The Adventures of Pooh" and "Good Night, Moon."
Keith: [håller fram en jacka] 'Splain.

[Duncan är klädd helt i svart, inkusive en polotröja]
Veronica: No ski mask?
Duncan: You said "Wear dark colours".
Veronica: We're not breaking into a bank vault in a James Bond movie!
Duncan: I don't do this every day.
Veronica: Well, after my brief stint babysitting, I'm more than happy with the P.I. life. It's a sad state of affairs when I can't tell which kid is being locked in the closet because all the families are equally cuckoo.
Logan: [kommer in i rummet] Hmm, poetry reading?

Mr. Manning: What are you doing? You can't do that! I'm the victim here! You have no right to just come into my house and start poking around!
Lamb: It's funny. I heard my father give that exact speech once.