80+ Best 'Red, White & Royal Blue' Quotes from the Book by C. McQuiston

Oscar (to Alex): You know, in a lot of ways, your mom and me were a stupid idea. I think we both knew it wouldn't be forever. We're both too f**king proud. But God, that woman. Your mother is, without question, the love of my life. I'll never love anyone else like that. It was wildfire. And I got you and June out of it, best things that ever happened to an old a$$hole like me. That kind of love is rare, even if it was a complete disaster. Sometimes you just jump and hope it's not a cliff.

Oscar (about Ellen): How'd she take it?

Alex: I mean, she doesn't care that I'm bi. She kind of freaked out it was him. There was a PowerPoint.

Oscar: That sounds about right.

Oscar: I gotta be honest I thought a prince would be more of a candy-a$$.

Alex: He's tougher than he looks.

Oscar: Not bad for a European. Better than half the idiots June's brought home. Half the girls you've brought around too. Not better than Nora, though. She'll always be my favorite. What? You're not as subtle as you think.

Alex: I—I don't know. I thought you might need to, like, have a Catholic moment about this or something?

Oscar: Have a little more faith in your old man than that, eh? A little appreciation for the patron saint of gender-neutral bathrooms in California? Little sh*t.

(From Alex's email to Henry)

Alex (to Henry): It's weird because I always know things about people, gut feelings that usually lead me in more or less the right direction. I do think I got a gut feeling with you, I just didn't have what I needed in my head to understand it. But I kind of kept chasing it anyway, like I was just going blindly in a certain direction and hoping for the best. I guess that makes you the North Star?

(From Henry's email to Alex)

Henry (to Alex): Are you suggesting you'd rather exchange passionate letters by candlelight? Should I tell you that when we're apart, your body comes back to me in dreams? That when I sleep, I see you, the dip of your waist, the freckle above your hip, and when I wake up in the morning, it feels like I've just been with you, the phantom touch of your hand on the back of my neck fresh and not imagined? That I can feel your skin against mine, and it makes every bone in my body ache? That, for a few moments, I can hold my breath and be back there with you, in a dream, in a thousand rooms, nowhere at all?

Alex (to Henry): Thinking about history makes me wonder how I'll fit into it one day, I guess. And you too. I kinda wish people still wrote like that. History, huh? Bet we could make some.

(From Alex's email to Henry)

Alex (to Henry): Have you ever read any of Alexander Hamilton's letters to John Laurens? What am I saying? Of course you haven't. You'd probably be disinherited for revolutionary sympathies.

Ellen (to Alex about Henry): This is a really, really big f**king deal. This is not just some person from class or some intern. You need to think really long and hard because you are putting yourself and your career and, above all, this campaign and this entire administration, in danger here. I know you're young, but this is a forever decision. Even if you don't stay with him forever, if people find out, that sticks with you forever. So you need to figure out if you feel forever about him. And if you don't, you need to cut it the f**k out.

Ellen: I thought you hated him? Or... now you're friends with him?

Alex: Both true at different points. But uh, now we're, like, a thing. Have been. A thing. For, like, seven-ish months? I guess?

Ellen: I... see.

Zahra: Would it make any difference at all if I told you not to see him again?

Alex: No.

Zahra: God f**king dammit. Every time I see you, it takes another year off my life. I'm going downstairs, and you better be dressed and there in five minutes so we can try to save this goddamn campaign. (to Henry): And you, you need to get back to f**king England now, and if anyone sees you leave, I will personally end you. Ask me if I'm afraid of the crown.

Henry: Duly noted.

Zahra (to Alex): We don't have time to deal with this, and your mother has enough to manage without having to process her son's f**king quarter-life NATO sexual crisis, so—I won't tell her. But once the convention is over, you have to.

Alex: Please don't tell Mom.

Zahra: Seriously? You're literally putting your dick in the leader of a foreign state, who is a man, at the biggest political event before the election, in a hotel full of reporters, in a city full of cameras, in a race close enough to f**king hinge on some bullsh*t like this, like a manifestation of my f**king stress dreams, and you're asking me not to tell the president about it?

Zahra (asking about Henry): How long has this been happening?

Alex: Since, um. New Year's.

Zahra: New Year's? This has been going on for seven months? That's why you—Oh my God, I thought you were getting into international relations or something.

Alex: I mean, technically...

Zahra: If you finish that sentence, I'm gonna spend tonight in jail.

(Henry falls out of the closet...)

Henry: Hello.

Zahra (to Alex): I— Do I even want you to explain to me what the f**k is happening here? Literally how is he even here, like, physically or geographically, and why—no, nope. Don't answer that. Don't tell me anything. Oh my God, did I do this? I never thought... when I set it up... oh my God.

Henry: I think, perhaps, if it helps. It was. Er. Rather inevitable. At least for me. So you shouldn't blame yourself.

(Zahra is coming into the room...)

Alex: Get in there. (points toward the closet)

Henry: Quite.

Alex: Yes, we can unpack the ironic symbolism later. Go.

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