Greg Kinnear

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Linus Larrabee: So, that really is a beautiful name. How did you get it?

Sabrina: My father's reading. It's in a poem.

Linus Larrabee: Oh?

Sabrina: "Sabrina fair, listen where thou art sitting under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, in twisted braids of lilies knitting the loose train of thy amber-dropping hair."

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Sabrina: [laughs to herself] It's an incredible airplane - it's beautiful. I've never seen anything like it.

Linus Larrabee: Ah, yes.

[returns to reading his work papers]

Sabrina: Don't you ever look out the window?

Linus Larrabee: When do I have time?

Sabrina: What happened to all that time we saved taking the helicopter?

Linus Larrabee: [lightheartedly] I'm storing it up.

Sabrina: [seriously] No, you're not.

Linus Larrabee: [pause] So, your little poem - what does it mean?

Sabrina: It's the story of a water sprite who saved a virgin from a fate worse than death.

Linus Larrabee: And Sabrina's the virgin.

Sabrina: [quietly] Sabrina's the savior.

Sabrina (1995)