Edward: This might sound odd, but I’m glad you’re here.
Jacob: Meaning, as much as I’d love to kill you, I’m glad she’s warm.
Edward: If we weren’t natural enemies, and you weren’t trying to steal my reason for existing, I might actually like you.
Jacob: Well, if you weren’t planning on sucking the life out of the girl that I love, I might…[laughs]. No, not even that.
Jacob: Well, let me ask you something, if she chooses me…
Edward: She won’t.
Jacob: If she did, would you try to kill me?
Edward: That’s an intriguing idea…
Bella: I’m really sorry about last night. It couldn’t have been easy for you.
Edward: Definitely won’t make my list of top ten favorite evenings.
Bella: You have a list?
Edward: All ten I spent with you. Number one is when you said you’d marry me, Mrs. Cullen.
Bella: This is the 21st century, let me at least hyphenate my name.