The Scottish Tale
1996
Mack: Can't you stop being so cantankerous? Fiona: I'm not being cantankerous. Mack: By saying you're cantankerous you're being cantankerous. Fiona: So I'm cantankerous. At least I didn't run over a skunk.
Cop #1: No shit, Mack! You love the same woman as your brother?
Ian: You can have the attention by pretending to be some tortured artist, but this dinner is for Beth and me. Not you. Mack: Good. I'm leaving.
(From the Director's Statement...) Emma: What's marijuana? What's marijuana? Old Man: See what you've done? Mack: All due respect, old timer. Old Man: Call me old timer?
Mack: No mother ever tells their daughter, "Find yourself a nice poet to marry." It's always a doctor or a lawyer. That's why Ian's getting married. He's a lawyer.
Syd: You must be the recluse. I'm Sid Huntley, the bride's father, and this is my wife, Sarah.
Sarah: I could imagine a monk living here scribbling away on a book that no one will ever read. Fiona: Mack lives here. He's working on a book.
Mack: Can't a guy even run over a skunk on his brother's wedding day without it being an omen?