& Maria: There are many ways to solve a problem, yes?
& Baxter: I was the one that got bloody... raped for his DNA. It’d be me that’d be fucked over the most!
& Woody: What’s Alvo’s birthday? Everyone uses their birthday.
Baxter: We’ve got Woody’s pin number.
& Rick: How verymid-life crisis of ya.
& Rick: You know, Quinn, sometimes life, it just... hits patches.
& Quinn: When you’re in love with someone, they tell you there’s no greater experience than having a child together. As soon as you do... As soon as you have that kid... the love you had for each other is consigned to history. See, by having a child, man creates his greatest rival. The person his wife is going to love more than him. It’s one of our last great taboos — wishing you’d never had your kids.
& Rick: You know the Native Americans, they believe that the spirits of the dead protect them and watch over them. Do you think Alvo, maybe,...
& Quinn: Just keep waving.
Baxter: That... was arguably the most surreal thing... that’s ever happened in my life.
& Woody: Hold on. There’s a foot missing. We’re a foot light!
& Quinn: You know what the most popular breakfast cereals in America are? The ones with the highest sugar content. A country with over 190 million obese people, who believe that eating a breakfast cereal sugar-rich and corn-based is somehow gonna help them stay healthy. I mean that’s gotta be the biggest piece of propaganda ever, hasn’t it?
Baxter: And you care about this because...?
Quinn: Because it’s synonymous with how we all live our lives.
Baxter: I’m starting to understand why your kids don’t talk to you.
& Quinn: Nobody wants to think for themselves any more! Be in control of their own destiny. Cos it’s all too much effort. Everything we do, everything we watch, that we eat... that we interact with, is the result of some form of marketing. We’ve sold our entire lives from cradle to grave, and the illusion is we’ve never had so much choice, but the fact of the matter is we exert none.
& Quinn: Do you know who invented breakfast cereal? The Seventh Day Adventists. That makes you think, doesn’t it?
Baxter: Not really.
& Tony: Hands! Hands up!
Quinn: I’m holding cereal, I can’t.
Tony: Ssss! Silencio!
Quinn: Would you like me to put it down, or... should I hold the bowl up too?
& Rick: Hey, hey...! Un mensaje.
Tony: Fuck you!
Rick: What can you do? Try and make friends on holiday...
& Quinn: Can you say midget? Is that PC? Or is it dwarf?
Woody: He’s down a well, Quinn. Say what you want.
Baxter: Munchkin.
& Quinn: You know it’s funny, innit, but... everybody suddenly appears to be a bit suspicious.
Woody: If either of ’em starts looking Serbian.
& Waiter: 25 euros, please. ... Oh. I cannot change this. I don’t have this kind of money. Only drug dealers have 500 euro notes. Are you drug dealers?
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& Baxter: I was the one that got bloody... raped for his DNA. It’d be me that’d be fucked over the most!
& Woody: What’s Alvo’s birthday? Everyone uses their birthday.
Baxter: We’ve got Woody’s pin number.
& Rick: How very
& Rick: You know, Quinn, sometimes life, it just... hits patches.
& Quinn: When you’re in love with someone, they tell you there’s no greater experience than having a child together. As soon as you do... As soon as you have that kid... the love you had for each other is consigned to history. See, by having a child, man creates his greatest rival. The person his wife is going to love more than him. It’s one of our last great taboos — wishing you’d never had your kids.
& Rick: You know the Native Americans, they believe that the spirits of the dead protect them and watch over them. Do you think Alvo, maybe,...
& Quinn: Just keep waving.
Baxter: That... was arguably the most surreal thing... that’s ever happened in my life.
& Woody: Hold on. There’s a foot missing. We’re a foot light!
& Quinn: You know what the most popular breakfast cereals in America are? The ones with the highest sugar content. A country with over 190 million obese people, who believe that eating a breakfast cereal sugar-rich and corn-based is somehow gonna help them stay healthy. I mean that’s gotta be the biggest piece of propaganda ever, hasn’t it?
Baxter: And you care about this because...?
Quinn: Because it’s synonymous with how we all live our lives.
Baxter: I’m starting to understand why your kids don’t talk to you.
& Quinn: Nobody wants to think for themselves any more! Be in control of their own destiny. Cos it’s all too much effort. Everything we do, everything we watch, that we eat... that we interact with, is the result of some form of marketing. We’ve sold our entire lives from cradle to grave, and the illusion is we’ve never had so much choice, but the fact of the matter is we exert none.
& Quinn: Do you know who invented breakfast cereal? The Seventh Day Adventists. That makes you think, doesn’t it?
Baxter: Not really.
& Tony: Hands! Hands up!
Quinn: I’m holding cereal, I can’t.
Tony: Ssss! Silencio!
Quinn: Would you like me to put it down, or... should I hold the bowl up too?
& Rick: Hey, hey...! Un mensaje.
Tony: Fuck you!
Rick: What can you do? Try and make friends on holiday...
& Quinn: Can you say midget? Is that PC? Or is it dwarf?
Woody: He’s down a well, Quinn. Say what you want.
Baxter: Munchkin.
& Quinn: You know it’s funny, innit, but... everybody suddenly appears to be a bit suspicious.
Woody: If either of ’em starts looking Serbian.
& Waiter: 25 euros, please. ... Oh. I cannot change this. I don’t have this kind of money. Only drug dealers have 500 euro notes. Are you drug dealers?
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Σ What an intense!
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