Notting Hill1999

Anna:
Wait, what about me?

Max:
Sorry, you think you deserve the brownie?

Anna:
Well, a shot at it, at least, huh?

William:
Well, you'll have to fight me for it- this is a very good brownie.

Anna:
I've been on a diet every day since I was nineteen, which basically means I've been hungry for a decade. I've had a series of not-nice boyfriends, one of whom hit me. Ah, and every time I get my heart broken, the newspapers splash it about as though it's entertainment. And it's taken two rather painful operations to get me looking like this.

Honey:
Really?

Anna:
Really. [indicates chin and nose] And, one day, not long from now, my looks will go, they'll discover I can't act and I'll become some sad, middle-aged woman who looks a bit like someone who was famous for a while.

Max:
[long pause] Nah, nice try, gorgeous, but you don't fool anyone. [all laugh]

William:
Pathetic effort to hog the brownie.