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Bridget Jones's Diary (2001) Bridget Jones's Diary is a romantic comedy film released in 2001 that revolves around the

Bridget Jones's Diary (2001)

Bridget Jones's Diary is a romantic comedy film released in 2001 that revolves around the hilarious and relatable life of Bridget Jones, played by Renée Zellweger. Bridget is a single woman in her 30s, desperately seeking love, and keeping a detailed diary to document her adventures, mishaps, and self-improvement goals.

The film also stars Hugh Grant as Daniel Cleaver, Bridget's charming yet unreliable boss, and Colin Firth as Mark Darcy, a reserved but kind-hearted family friend. Bridget navigates her love life with these two men, facing numerous misunderstandings, embarrassing situations, and self-doubt along the way.

Filled with witty humor, endearing characters, and a heartfelt storyline, Bridget Jones's Diary became an instant classic, resonating with audiences worldwide. The film's success led to two sequels, Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (2004) and Bridget Jones's Baby (2016).

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A bit snowy, isn't it?
A mini break means true love.
A mini gherkin, stuffed olive?
A strange creature from the time...
A very, very foolish mistake. Forgive me.
Aah!
Aah!
Aah! No!
Aah! Oh, bugger!
Aah! Oh, Christ, not again.
About a particular person who embodies all these things.
Absolutely not.
Actually, I'm busy.
Actually, nobody got interviews.
Add a lovely sense of occasion.
Ah, Natasha.
Ah, yes, Mark.
Ah, yes, well, he had to work, so...
Ah.
Ah.
Ah. A part from the smoking and the drinking...
Ahh!
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no mountain high enough
Alcohol units...
Alcoholics, workaholics, commitment phobics...
ALEX: I was hoping that you would want to be a part of it.
Alex.
All over your face?
All right, Cleaver, outside.
All right.
All right.
All right. Hang on.
All right. Well, that’s a shame. I just, uh...
ALL SINGING: Happy birthday to you
ALL: Aah!
ALL: Hi, it's us!
ALL: To Bridget...
ALL: To Mark and his Natasha.
Always put last night’s panties in the laundry basket.
Am also something of a genius in the kitchen as well.
Am appalled by message.
Am daughter of broken home...
Amazing.
An appallingly bad public speaker.
And a dull bastard.
And action.
And always saying...
And asks me the question dreaded by all Singletons.
And be found three weeks later, half eaten by Alsatians.
And Chaka Khan.
And dresses like her mother.
And eating the entire contents of one's fridge...
And especially will not fantasize...
And eventual eating by dogs... or not.
And fannies about with the press releases.
And fanny around with press releases.
And for various slightly unfair reasons...
And get sprugged up, you know, old girl?
And going to my mother's annual turkey curry buffet.
And he said he liked her just the way she is.
And he's perfect.
And helpful in the kitchen...
And here to introduce it is Mr. Tits Pervert.
And here to introduce it, ha...
And I feared this year would be no exception.
And I haven't actually got anything of my own.
And I just think that in the end...
And I just wanted to say... likewise.
And I seriously believe that you should...
And I think...
And I'd finally die fat and alone...
And it all began, of course...
And Jeremy's partners from chambers.
And left him broken hearted.
And Lord Archer...
And make them into what we call a book, Jones.
And normal...
And not continue to form romantic attachments...
And not orange parfait in sugar cages.
And now it's Thursday.
And of the novella, you know?
And off it comes in your hand.
And really very reasonably priced and...
And rubbish at every thing and...
And start a diary...
And stuff, but has he ever actually...
And tell me more about practicing French kissing...
And the female...
And the vulgar mother and the verbal diarrhea.
And then we print out all the pages...
And then what?
And then, uh... nothing.
And therefore thinks she's in charge of me.
And they fought for five years to keep him here.
And this is a very silly little dress.
And this time, I choose not.
And try and fatten it up a bit.
And used to play naked in my paddling pool.
And we couldn't be prouder of him...
And we, in turn...
And whip you up in his arms, then sod him.
And you know last night when I said that I loved you?
And you really are...
And you tend to let whatever's in your head...
And your sexy see through blouse...
And, Jude, what would you do if one of your assistants...
And, of course, the problem...
And, um...
And, um...
And, well, the jewellery is fabulous...
And...
And...
ANDY WILLIAMS SINGING: ♪ I need you, baby ♪
ANDY WILLIAMS SINGING: ♪ Let me love you ♪
ANDY WILLIAMS SINGING: ♪ You're just too good to be true ♪
Another part of it falls spectacularly to pieces.
Anyone going to introduce me?
Anyone going to introduce me?
Anyway, at least.
Anyway, fuck him. Listen, don't let him ruin our evening.
Appalled by management's blatantly size is attitude...
Apparently, I used to run 'round naked...
Apparently, she and this tangerine tinted buffoon...
Are suddenly an item.
Are you that chap that sang that song?
ARETHA FRANKLIN SINGING: ♪ Just a little bit ♪
ARETHA FRANKLIN SINGING: ♪ What you want ♪
ARTFUL DODGER SINGING: ♪ I feel surrounded, confounded ♪
ARTFUL DODGER SINGING: ♪ Why don't you leave it there? ♪
As a demonstrator on his cable show.
As prostitutes and priests on a Sunday afternoon.
As well as ruby weddings.
At "Sit Up, Britain"...
At the "Kafka's Motorbike" thing...
Awful. [Laughs]
Ay, ay.
Back to the studio.
Bastards.
Because I was defending him...
Because I'm passionately committed...
Because I'm thrilled to announce...
Because that's a very good story.
Because they're thinking of shutting us down...
Because you don't have the faintest bloody idea...
Because, honestly, I don't see what could be so important.
Because...
Before I introduce him.
Best man at his wedding.
Between you and me, I'm not entirely sure...
Big case...
Birthday... thirty three.
Bizarre what some men find attractive.
Bollocks.
Both political and ecological.
Bridge, this is Hugo and Jane.
Bridge...
Bridget Jones, wanton sex goddess...
Bridget Jones, where are you?
Bridget Jones.
BRIDGET, DRUNK, SINGING: Ohhh
Bridget, we've fucked up utterly.
BRIDGET: 14p for the Polos and packet of Wheat Crunchies.
BRIDGET: Aah!
BRIDGET: Aah! No!