Remember When 3 Quotes

“My God, every time, it never fails. You happen to me all over again. I never stopped loving you, Lay. You were always with me. Everywhere.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“I'm not me without you.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“The thing is, though, is that I’m yours. You own me. You always did. This is happening. And we’re making it work this time.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Shut up. Just shut up. You had me at ‘Damn the birds have gotten huge’.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Ummmm, Excuse me, Cokey McWhoreslut?”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“One of these days, I was going to find out what kind of soap he used so I could put it through a cheese grater and snort it like it was coke. Someday, my body would be found in a dirty alley somewhere, OD’d on the stuff.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“I’m not me without you.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Hey Lay?”
“Yeah?”
“A lot of women… they, uh… they expect me to be some sort of sexual dynamo between the sheets.”
“Kinda tacky bringing up other women right now, don’t you think?”
“Sorry.”
“Besides. I’m not a lot of women.”
“Oh, I know that. I’m just trying to give you a heads up about what to expect here. Because I totally am.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“I took a step back and appraised the sight of the naked torso in front of me. He’d always had an amazing body, but Christ. Trip had gotten freaking ripped.
I put my hands to my hips and asked, “Are you kidding me? What the hell is this?”
My anger probably missed its mark, considering I was standing there totally nude. It’s hard to be taken seriously when you’re not wearing any clothes.
He knew exactly what I was talking about and was trying to contain a smile as he asked, “What?”
I rolled my eyes. “When did this happen? Jesus. Look at you! Give a girl a heads up about such a thing, huh?”
That made the smile crack his features. “What? So I’ve been hitting it a little harder lately. I just came off a gladiator film and I’m starting a hockey flick in a few weeks. Occupational hazard, I guess.”
“Yeah. A hazard to me, maybe! Here I am with my saggy ass and you’re standing there looking like Michelangelo’s David, you jagweed!”
He stepped closer, grabbing my butt and pulling me into direct contact with what was assuredly going to be revealed as his perfect dick. He probably lifted weights with that thing, too. His cock probably possessed its own set of washboard abs.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Trip? Could you do me a favor and try not to look so damn pleased with yourself?”
That made him chuckle. “I can’t help it. I’m about to bang my old girlfriend in my old room. You know how many times I jerked off right there just thinking about it? And now you’re here. And I totally get to nail your ass.”
“Yeah, um, you go anywhere near my ass and you’ll be whacking off alone again.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“out how. I don’t know how to be you through something like this!” He stood there staring at me for a long minute, and I couldn’t read the look on his face. We were both breathing heavily, caught in a stand-off, each of us waiting for the other one to flinch first. My heart was beating in a crazy rhythm, watching him looking at me like a lion ready to pounce. Every muscle in his body was poised, tensed; his eyes were icy, blue slits aimed in my direction. The moment was wrought with unease, the air between us charged with crackling electricity, edgy and heated. I got the impression he was battling with himself over whether to wring my neck or slam me up against the wall and kiss the last of our fight away. It hadn’t occurred to me that he’d been considering a third alternative entirely. “Well, from the sound of it, you’ve already got it all figured out perfectly.” At that, he walked out of the room. I stood there, shocked and speechless, having no idea what to do. I didn’t want to run after him, even though we still had a ton of stuff to work out. Because”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“chest”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“I kiss him back, thinking of how far we’ve come, how many years it took us to get here. I’ve loved him as both a girl and as a woman. I have both a history and a future with this man. This man I will love forever.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“He slipped a hand around the back of my neck, holding my teary eyes fixed to his. “You were my first love, babe. I want you to be my last.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Oh my God, Chester. You’re so cute. And stupid. You’re kinda stupid, too. Don’t hurt yourself there, big guy. You just sit there and look pretty, okay?”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“I want to keep my eye on you. And my hands. I want to keep my hands on you, too. And my mouth. Yeah, that too.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Everything looks bigger on the screen. Except me. I’m just as huge in real life. So’s my dick.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“I’m in love with you, Trip. I love you. I always have.”
It looked as though he’d been slapped in the face by my words. Pain drifted across his features as he dropped his head and shook it. “I know.”
Not the words I was imagining, and the unexpectedness made me laugh.
“You know? Oh my God. Did you just Han Solo me?”
…
“I know you love me. I know, and it’s incredible.” He looked down at me, his eyes a shifting pool of blue, the corner of his lip quirked into a lopsided smile as he gently swiped my hair behind my ear. He buried his face against my neck, his breath tickling against my skin as he whispered softly, “Because I am completely in love with you right back.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“I’ve been standing here plotting how to keep you naked twenty-four hours a day.”
“Might be kinda hard to go back down to the party. Or the supermarket. Or church.”
That made him chuckle. “Oh, it’ll be hard alright. In fact…” he pulled me against his hips again, “I’d say it already is.”
“Wow, that was bad.”
“I’ll show you bad.”
“Stop talking, you retard! Just take off your damned pants already.”
“I’ll show you retard.”
“Oh my God.”
His hands went to the belt at his waist, and then he slid his zipper down. Slowly. The move would have been sexy as hell if he hadn’t thrown out this line along with it: “Want me to dance for you?”
“Oh my God! Just shut up!”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“You’re mine, Lay. You always have been.” His hands moved to cup my face, fixing my eyes to his. “The thing is, though, is that I’m yours. You own me. You always did. This is happening. And we’re making it work this time.”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Well, you'll always be my...Tulip, dear”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale

“Lay:"Wow that was bad"
Trip:"I'll show you bad"
Lay: "Stop talking, you retard! Just take off your damned pants already!"
Trip: "I'll show you retard”
― T. Torrest, Remember When 3: The Finale