5 апр. 2016 г.

The Night Manager × 3

& Roper: So, what do you want?
    Jonathan: I’d like to... to go back to the restaurant, if that’s all right.
    Roper: That’s not what I meant. What do you want... from the world?

& Corky: All the way down to the beach, as far as you can go, and it’s on the right. Alternatively, fill your pockets with stones, walk into the sea... and keep going.

& Corky: Off every tree you may freely eat... maids, serving wenches, cooks, typists, masseuses, even the lady who comes to clip the canary’s claws. But if you lay one hand on that precious fruit.. then like the Belgians in the Congo, we’ll chop it off. And I don’t mean the hand.


& Roper: See, children grow up thinking the adult world is ordered, rational, fit for purpose. It’s crap. Becoming a man is realising... that it’s all rotten. Realising how to celebrate that rottenness, that’s freedom.

& Roper: Never trust a new passport, in my view. Always go with the old ’uns... like Third World taxi drivers, there’s a reason they have survived.

& Roper: Welcome to the family, Andrew...

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