The Wedding Singer

1998 film by Frank Coraci

The Wedding Singer is a 1998 romantic comedy motion picture starring Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore. Set in 1985, it follows Robbie Hart, a good-hearted wedding singer who is dumped at the altar by his own fiancee, and his friendship / romance with Julia, a waitress.

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RobbieEdit

  • [singing] You don't know how much I need you. While you're near me, I don't feel blue and when we kiss I know you need me too. I can't believe I found a love that's so pure and true. But it all was bullshit. It was a goddamn joke and when I think of you, Linda,I hope you fucking choke. I hope you're glad with what you've done to me. I lay in bed all day long feeling melancholy. You left me here, all alone, tears running constantly. Oh would somebody kill me please? Somebody kill me please. I'm on my knees, pretty pretty please! Kill me! I want to die! Put a bullet in my heeeeaaaad!

Julia SullivanEdit

  • [In front of mirror while testing her wedding dress] Hi. Nice to meet you. I'm Mrs. Glenn Gulia. ... Hello. It's nice to meet you. I'm Julia Gulia. [remembers something Robbie said; pause] It's nice to meet you. [cries] I'm Mrs. Julia Gulia. [begins to smile as she imagines Robbie being her husband] I'm pleased to meet you. I'm Mrs. Robbie Hart. Robbie and I are so pleased you could come to our wedding.

DialogueEdit

Robbie: Sir, one more outburst and I will strangle you with my microphone wire, you understand me?
Father of the Bride: Hey, buddy, I'm not paying you to share your thoughts on life. I'm paying you to sing.
Robbie: Well, I have a microphone and you don't, SO YOU WILL LISTEN TO EVERY DAMN WORD I HAVE TO SAY!!

David "Dave" Veltri: [drunk] My brother Harold asked me to be the Best Man at his wedding. I was like [chuckles] of course, man. 'Cause you've always been there for me, when I was in rehab, and the time I couldn't find my car. It's Harold ya know, he's always been the dependable one. I've always been the screwed up one, right dad? [chuckles] Why can't you be more like your brother? Harold would never beat up his landlord! [laughing]
Groomsman: [whispering to other groomsmen] He's drunk as shit.
Dave: [laughs then coughs a little] But, uh newsflash pop, Harold ain't so perfect. [to Harold] Remember that time in Puerto Rico we picked up those two uh...I guess they were prostitutes, but I don't remember payin'.
Robbie: [comes up on stage and grabs mike from Dave] Okay, how 'bout that! Yeah, terrific.
Dave: I'm a person too Pop, goddammit! I'm a person too!
Mr. Veltri: You're a moron!
Robbie: The Best Man, everybody.
Dave: The best man, the better man! [bangs cymbal] Aooooooow!
Robbie: Uh, hey. We've all done crazy things in our life, so... [Robbie is interrupted when Dave picks up Robbie's guitar and starts strumming it.] He's playing the guitar now, isn't that great? You're doin' good.
Dave: Yeah, sounds good? That's cause I'm the best guitar player in the wooorld! Yeaah! Self taught, no lessons. Thank you very much, Pop! [drunkenly stumbles offstage] They'll be divorced in a year! [crowd gasps]

Robbie: Hey, you're late.
Linda: I'm sorry. I just couldn't do it.
Robbie: Well, if you need some more time, I guess I can wait.
Linda: No, I don't need more time, Robbie. I don't ever wanna marry you.
Robbie: Jeez, you know, that information might have been a little more useful to me yesterday.
Linda: I've been talking to my friends the last couple of days...
Robbie: Uggh...here it comes.
Linda: ...and I've been figuring out what's been bothering me. I'm not in love with Robbie 'now'. I'm in love with Robbie '6 years ago'. Robbie the lead singer of Final Warning... when I used to come and watch you in the front row with your spandex pants...your silk shirt unbuttoned...licking the microphone like David Lee Roth...
Robbie: I still got the spandex. I'll put 'em on right now.
Linda: The point is I woke up this morning and realized, I'm about to marry a wedding singer. I am never gonna leave Ridgefield!
Robbie: Why do you need to leave Ridgefield? We grew up here. All our friends are here. It's the perfect place to raise a family.
Linda: OH...YEAH...livin' in your sister's basement with five kids while you're off every weekend doing wedding gigs at a whopping sixty bucks a pop?!
Robbie: Once again...things that could've been brought to my attention YESTERDAY!

[Sammy catches on to Robbie's babbling about Julia's jacket]
Sammy: Uh oh.
Robbie: What?
Sammy: You like her.
Robbie: No, I don't!
Sammy: Of course you do. She's a cool chick with a hot ass.
Robbie: You talk about her ass again, I'll break your neck.

[A flight attendant in first class offers drinks to Robbie]
Robbie: How much is it?
Flight Attendant: It's free.
Robbie: It's what? Holy shit, this is incredible. Actually, I shouldn't drink. I fell in love with this girl who's going to marry an idiot, so I'm on my way to Vegas to stop them.
Female Passenger: [overhears] That's the sweetest thing I have ever heard! Where are they getting married?
Robbie: That's the problem, I don't know where, but I'm going to run around and find them. I got to do what I got to do.

[Billy Idol is blocking Glenn from interfering in Robbie's declaration of love to Julia with an airplane food trolley]
Billy Idol: How you doin', sir - chicken or fish?
Glenn: You better get out of my way, Billy. You're gonna get hurt!
Billy Idol: Oh yeah?
Biker: [steps between them and faces Glenn] Don't you talk to Billy Idol that way!

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