Stranger Than Fiction - flours scene
I definitely remember a time when all I wanted was for a boy to bring me flowers - what does it say that now I can imagine nothing more romantic than for my husband to bring me flours (I have a newly conceived desire to make interesting multi-grain breads, and can't even find any rye flour within a hundred-mile radius)
Context: he's the IRS auditor auditing her bakery. She's been withholding taxes that correspond to the percentage of the federal budget devoted to war.
I love this movie, by the way - and I usually hate Will Ferrell.