Ron Garner:"You've Got Mail." Tom Hanks, Meg Ryan, a very likable Greg Kinnear... you think you're better than it, like 'Ooh this movie's going to suck' but then you watch it and it becomes a part of you.
Internet, you are officially on notice for the rest of the week to try and out-cute this photo of Nat the Fat Rat channeling You’ve Got Mail* with her adorable husband and squishy baby. Go on. I dare you.
(*I’ve watched this movie twice in the past week. Really.)
Joe Fox:I'm not going to write him. Is that what you're worried about? You think I'm going to e-mail him?
Kathleen Kelly:All right, NY152.
Joe Fox:N-Y-one-five-two. One hundred and fifty-two. He's a hundred and fifty-two years old. He's had one hundred and fifty-two moles removed, so now he's got one hundred fifty-two pock marks on his... on his face...
Kathleen Kelly:The number of people who think he looks like Clark Gable.
Joe Fox:One hundred and fifty-two people who think he looks like a Clark *Bar*.
Kathleen Kelly:Why did I even tell you about this?
Joe Fox:A hundred and fifty-two stitches from his nose job. The number of his souvenir shot glasses that he's collected in his travels.
Kathleen Kelly:No! The number... the numb... his address? No! No, he would never do anything that prosaic.