500 days with summer

Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love. Girl doesn't.

Tom: It's official. I'm in love with Summer.
[while Montage of Summer plays]
Tom: I love her smile. I love her hair. I love her knees. I love how she licks her lips before she talks. I love her heart-shaped birthmark on her neck. I love it when she sleeps. 

Tom: [Montage of Summer] I hate her crooked teeth. I hate her 1960s haircut. I hate her knobby knees. I hate her cockroach-shaped splotch on her neck. I hate the way she smacks her lips before she talks. I hate the way she sounds when she laughs.
[Fade to black as Swayze's "She's Like the Wind" plays briefly]
Tom: I HATE THIS SONG! 

Summer: I woke up one morning and I just knew.
Tom: Knew what?
Summer: What I was never sure of with you.

Tom: Did you ever do this, you think back on all the times you've had with someone and you just replay it in your head over and over again and you look for those first signs of trouble? 

"If Tom had learned anything... it was that you can't ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple earthly event. Coincidence, that's all anything ever is, nothing more than coincidence... Tom had finally learned, there are no miracles. There's no such thing as fate, nothing is meant to be. He knew, he was sure of it now. "

Girl at Interview: Have I seen you before? 
Tom: Me? I don't think so. 
Girl at Interview: Do you ever go to Angela's Plaza? 
Tom: Yes... That's like my favorite spot in the city. 
Girl at Interview: Yeah, except for the parking lots. 
Tom: Yeah, yeah I agree. 
Girl at Interview: Yeah, yeah I think I've seen you there. 
Tom: Really? 
Girl at Interview: Yeah... 
Tom: I haven't seen you? 
Girl at Interview: You must not have been looking...