Mark Darcy: I don’t think you’re an idiot at all. I mean, there are elements of the ridiculous about you. Your mother’s pretty interesting. And you really are an appallingly bad public speaker. And, um, you tend to let whatever’s in your head come out of your mouth without much consideration of the consequences… But the thing is, um, what I’m trying to say, very inarticulately, is that, um, in fact, perhaps despite appearances, I like you, very much. Just as you are.
and because I love this movie so much, here’s a bonus quote:
Bridget: Wait a minute… nice boys don’t kiss like that.
Mark Darcy: Oh, yes, they fucking do.
I know; I know. This is pretty much the same thing Harry said to Sally. Sue me. I’m a girl. And the good news is, you like me just as I am. Right? (Lie to me if you have to, I’m okay with that)
Also, who wouldn’t wanna be kissed in the snow wearing nothing but knickers?