Ripley: What? Yeah, none that I’m going to tell you about.
Luther: Does the reality ever live up to the fantasy?
& Ripley: What’s all this?
Luther: Decoupage. The cut-up technique. Take a bit of text, cut it up, randomise it, make new text. See new patterns.
Ripley: Where’d you learn this?
Luther: David Bowie. It’s how he wrote his lyrics.
Ripley: You a fan?
Luther: Don’t I look like a fan?
Ripley: What of songs about like aliens and that?
Luther: No there’s a bit more to him than aliens. I’ll make you a tape.
& Luther: Madsen had a permanent guard.
Martin: Who was directed away from his post by some doctor.
Luther: What doctor?
Martin: Well, quite. Young, very pretty, dark-haired and heterochromatic.
Luther: Heterowhat? I’m sorry?
Martin: Different coloured eyes. Like David Bowie.
& Martin: But the timing you see, the timing, it... it chafes* my brain. Why now? Why today... the day after he wakes up?
Luther: I don’t know, Martin. We’ll just have to put that down to a big... mystery.
& Luther: Do you know, what you’ve done?
Alice: Given you back your wife. Saved your job. Saved you from disgrace and imprisonment.
Luther: No, you’ve committed murder.
Alice: All I did was finish the job you started. What are you going to do, arrest me?
& Luther: Get him in his weak spot... What’s that?
Rose: The wife. Always the wife.
& Rose: You want to know the real tragedy about marriage?
Luther: No, thanks.
Rose: Women always think men will change, but they don’t. Men think women won’t change but they do.
& Mark: You should make a list of the reasons why you married him. And then make another list of the reasons why you left him. And then see if the two lists don’t overlap.
# Change your heart
# Look around you
# Change your heart
# It will astound you...
# I need your loving...
# Like the sunshine...
# Everybody's gotta learn sometime...
-- Dict:
chafe — раздражать; тереть; бередить
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