Holiday in Handcuffs

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Holiday in Handcuffs is a 2007 American comedy film written by Sara Endsley and directed by Ron Underwood.

She's bringing home the perfect boyfriend... Even if it's a federal offense.

Dialogue[edit]

[Opening dialogue.]
Trudie: I'm not crazy. I'm a long way from crazy. Doing one crazy thing does not make a person crazy.

David: Look, I'm not sure what's going on or what you want from me but this plan doesn't seem very well thought out. Let's face it: I'm a guy and sooner or later I will overpower you.
Trudie: Yeah. Good point. Unless you knock yourself out first. Or I shoot you.
David: You seem like a nice girl. Probably nothing a little lithium couldn't fix.

Mom: Oh my gosh! What have you done to your hair? You look like one of those actresses in a pornographic movie.
Trudie: I have porn-star hair? How do you even know what a porn-star looks like?

[Lucy calling Trudie on the phone.]
Lucy: Hey it's me. What happened to you yesterday? You looked kinda strange and then I turned around and you were gone. Are you OK?
Trudie: Yeah! I'm fine! Well... Not exactly fine. I think I had a little bit of a nervous breakdown.
Lucy: I didn't know they came in sizes.

Dad: You know, there was a time when we thought Trudie with all her causes might go to law-school like her sister Katie.
Trudie: Being a democrat is not a cause, dad.
Dad: But she got her degree in liberal arts...
Trudie: FINE arts, dad!
Dad: I don't even know what that means.
David: It's an expensive way to say: "Do you want fries with that?". [picks up an ornament] Ahh. Home-made ornaments.
Mom: Yeah. Trudie made that when she was five. She was a little withdrawn as a child.
Trudie: OK, Mom!
Mom: You know, her brother and sister are so outgoing and they had so many friends, but Trudie was... I don't know... A little anti-social.
David: Really?
Mom: We even paid a little boy down the street to be her friend, but he gave us our money back.
Trudie: Alright!
Mom: So from then on it was Trudie and her projects and of course Bobo Blankers.
David: Bobo Blankers?
Mom: Her imaginary friend.
Trudie: [mutters] Thanks, Mom! Thanks a lot!
David: What? What was that? Are you talking to Bobo Blankers right now?

Mom: Nick, would you like another piece of pie?
David: Sure!
Mom: Trudy, would you get another piece of pie, please?
Trudie: He knows where the kitchen is.
Mom: Are you trying to ruin Christmas?

[Trudie's mother left cookies for Santa and David is about to eat them.]
Trudie: You can't eat those!
David: What's it gonna look like if Santa doesn't eat his cookies? [dunks a cookie in milk]
Trudie: Figures you're a dunker.
David: Of course! What are you? A twister?
[Trudie twists a cookie.]
David: It's so wrong in so many ways.
Trudie: Alright, let's get this over with. [starts writing her letter to Santa] This is so dumb!
David: I hope you're not expecting much from Santa. A federal offense probably puts you on the naughty-list this year.

[Trudie and David are writing letters to Santa.]
David: I'm gonna ask for a new fully-loaded SUV.
Trudie: Mmmm. Interesting! I'm gonna ask for an end to global warming.

[Grandma pours herself a drink.]
Grandma: Merry Christmas!
Mom: Mother, isn't it a little early?
Grandma: Early for who, sugar-britches? I have to spend an entire day trapped with you yahoos. Mama's gonna need a little help.

[David out-performs Trudy in hockey.]
David: I'll give it to you. You're pretty scrappy.
Trudie: I think you've had enough for now.

Mom: Your tie is crooked.
Dad: You tied it.
Mom: It's still crooked.

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