Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri

varlamov:

«Героиня «Трех билбордов» — немолодая, крепкая и жёсткая Милдред (готов спорить, что эта роль принесёт Оскар Фрэнсис Макдорманд) — не может смириться с гибелью дочери. ... Этот фильм сделан выдающимся театральным драматургом, и это очевидно — лучшего сценария я, пожалуй, не припомню за долгие года. Питер Динклейдж, Вуди Харрельсон и Лукас Хеджес превосходны, а роль Сэма Рокуэлла может принести ему номинацию на Оскар. После этой картины Макдонах стал вровень с классиками — Тарантино и братьями Коэнами.»

nostradamvs:

«Прекрасно. Макдонах полностью реабилитровался после очень глупых «Семи психопатов» и вернулся к уровню «Залечь на дно в Брюгге». Даже не вернулся, даже в какой-то мере – превзошёл. Все персонажи прекрасны – МакДорманд, Харрельсон, Рокуэлл, Динклейдж, все абсолютно настоящие, все такие, какими и должны быть. ... И вообще весь фильм ржёшь, потому что грустно, потому что у кого-то убили дочь, у кого-то рак, а кого-то выбросили из окна, и он весь в переломах. Это так смешно, поразительно. 10/10.»

Red Welby: You're right. We got three billboards out there... Nobody's put nothing up out there since 1986. That was Huggies.

Mildred: What's the law on what you can and cannot say on a billboard? I assume you can't say nothing defamatory, and you can't say "fuck," "piss," or "cunt." That right?
Red Welby: Uh... Or... "anus".
Mildred: Well, I think I'll be all right then.

Mildred: If it was me, I'd start up a database. Every male baby what's born, stick them on it, and as soon as he done something wrong, cross-reference it, make 100% certain it was a correct match, then kill him.
Willoughby: Yeah, well, there's... definitely civil rights laws prevents that.
Mildred: Ah.

Mildred: So how's it all going in the nigger-torturing business, Dixon?
Dixon: It's persons-of-color-torturing business, these days. If you wanna know... I didn't torture nobody.

Willoughby: Don't give me that look. If you got rid of every cop with vaguely racist leanings, you'd have... three cops left, and all of them are gonna hate the fags. So what are you gonna do, you know?

Charlie: You think this has focused their minds? Mmm? I'll tell you what it's focused their minds on. It's focused their minds on how exactly are they gonna fuck you up.
Mildred: The more you keep a case in the public eye, the better your chances are of getting it solved. It's in all the guidebooks, Charlie.

Mildred: When you can't trust the lawyers and the advertising men, what the hell's America coming to, huh?

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Willoughby: My Darling Anne, There's a longer letter in the dresser drawer I've been writing for the last week or so, that one covers us, and my memories of us, and how much I've always loved you. This one just covers tonight, and more importantly, today. Tonight I have gone out to the horses to end it. I cannot say sorry for the act itself, although I know for a short time you will be angry at me, or even hate me for it. Please don't. This is not a case of, I came in this world alone and I'm goin' out of it alone, or anything dumb like that. I did not come in this world alone, my mom was there. And I am not goin' out of it alone, 'cause you were there, drunk on the couch, making Oscar Wilde cock jokes. No, this is a case, in some senses, of bravery. Not the bravery of facing a bullet down. The next few months of pain would be far harder than that small flash. No, it's the bravery of weighing up the next few months of still being with you, still waking up with you, of playing with the kids... Against the next few months of seeing in your eyes how much my pain is killing you. How my weakened body, as it ebbs away, and you tend to it, are your final and lasting memories of me. I won't have that. Your final memories of me will be us at the riverside, and that dumb fishing game, which I think they cheated at. And me inside of you, and you on top of me... And barely a fleeting thought, of the darkness yet to come. That was the best Anne. A whooole day of not thinking about it. Dwell on this day baby, 'cause it was the best day of my life. Kiss the girls for me, and know that I've always loved you... And maybe I'll see ya again if there's another place, and if there ain't... Well, it's been heaven knowing you. Your Boy, Bill

Willoughby: ...as long as you hold on to so much hate, then I don't think you're ever gonna become... what I know you wanna become. A detective. Because you know what you need to become a detective? And I know you're gonna wince when I say this... But what you need to become a detective... is love. Because through love comes calm, and through calm comes thought. And you need thought to detect stuff sometimes, Jason. It's kinda all you need.
You don't even need a gun. And you definitely don't need hate. Hate never solved nothing. But calm did. And thought did.
Try it. Try it just for a change. No one will think you're gay. And if they do, arrest them for homophobia. Won't they be surprised?...

Abercrombie: You two boyfriend and girlfriend?
James: Early stages, you know.
Abercrombie: Is that right?
Mildred: ... We had a couple dates...
James: You wanna go out to dinner with me next week?
Mildred: Yeah, I'll go out to dinner with ya. But I ain't gonna fuck ya.
James: Well, I... I ain't gonna fuck you neither. I guess.

James: I'm gonna go use the little boy's room...

Charlie: Look, I didn't come over here to break your balls. You can date as many midgets as you want.

Dixon: I didn't want you to give up hope, you know?
Mildred: I've been trying not to.
Dixon: Well... all you can do is try. As my momma says... not so much about hope as about... well, I didn't used to be very good at English at school. So it was more "All you can do is try to not be so crap at English."

Mildred: I need to tell you something... It was me that burned down the police station.
Dixon: Why, who the hell else would it have been?

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Σ mi3ch:«Кстати, если вам понравился фильм «Три билборда» Мартина МакДона, посмотрите и его же фильм «Семь психопатов»
Прекрасные актеры и много самоиронии. «Криминальное чтиво» 2.0»

Species Jump

Homeland 7×6

Carrie: Anything?
Max: He's out of yogurt.

Sandy: And then something happened that blew our collective minds. October 4, 1957-- can anybody tell me what that was?... I'll give you a hint. America's strategic bomber force was suddenly deemed vulnerable, sitting ducks on the ground. Anybody?.....
Saul: Sputnik.

Sandy: No one's gonna understand how we fucked up terrorism if they don't understand that we fucked up the Cold War.

Sandy: Why should I?
Saul: Anybody else would be my second choice.

Saul: You understand the position this puts me in?
Carrie: Yes, I do! In a position to save the President and possibly the republic.

Carrie: A breath? Are you kidding?! Jesus Christ. ...the truth is ringing in my fucking ears!

Saul: I know how this goes. I'm CEO of that club. You have to calm down now, pretend we never had this conversation.

Saul: ... A Russian intelligence operation involving active measures against the President of the United States.

Saul: How does it get from tapas bar spat to national network news in an hour?
Clint: Well, that's the end of the journey. The species jump.

Clint: Really, we should start here.
Saul: What's that?
Clint: Well, that's a node, an identity.
Saul: What's it do?
Clint: Well, that's the tweet with the frame grab and the caption. I mean, that's-- that's the meme. All right, so these are the nodes that respond. They're actually mostly automated accounts. They light up red when they retweet messages, which they do sporadically over time so that it looks natural.
Saul: What about the green ones?
Clint: Yeah, no, those are real people, those are verified accounts. So, like, like a real person might send a meme to a friend or two or ten or maybe everyone they know. In epidemiology, that's called a replication rate. And every meme has one.
Saul: So that's the real people passing it on.
Clint: Mm-hmm. Each green node represents a thousand people... So that-- that's what it looks like on a national scale.

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Equity

Student: I'm wondering, for each of you, what's that thing that really makes you... want to get up in the morning?
Naomi: Well, for me, I guess, the simplest answer is... I like money. I do. I like numbers. I like negotiating. I love a challenge. Turning a no into a yes. But I really do like money. I like knowing that I have it. ...

Naomi: .... But I am not going to sit here and tell you that I only do what I do... to take care of other people, because it is okay to do it for ourselves. For how it makes us feel. Secure? Yeah. Powerful? Absolutely. I am so glad that it's finally acceptable... for women to talk about ambition openly. But don't let money be a dirty word. We can like that too.

Naomi: You don't... You don't lose sleep over this kind of stuff, do you?
Michael: Oh, yeah, yeah, we do. We just don't... We just don't turn in on ourselves. No, it's much more fun... to get really pissed at someone else.

Naomi: Edward Snowden. The Sony hack. Nude photos of actresses. Your revenue jumps. Your competitors start rolling out. But we were ahead of the curve... because we understood that it gets harder every day... to trust people in this world. And security is the hottest commodity.

Michael: You know what's weird about the whole privacy thing?
Naomi: What?
Michael: Half the world is paranoid and the other half's password is "password."

Michael: What's your lamest password?
Naomi: I'm so not telling you my passwords.
Michael: Oh, come on, old school. Like '96.
Naomi: '96? I... "Bankerchick."

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Naomi: John, I just don't want to make the wrong move here.
John: Well, that sounds like fear. And that's not the same thing as instinct.

John: You know why this business is a young person's game? It's the lack of doubt.

John: I'm not gonna tell you what to do, Naomi. But if the numbers check out, then it sounds like... what we're talking about is a rumor here. And rumors, they're the wild card. You can't control them. And once you let them inside your head... well, you're fucking lost.

Naomi: Sophie and... And William, right?
William: I don't talk to strangers.
Naomi: Oh. Right. Yeah. Well, it's really your friends that'll stab you in the back, so...

Naomi: It doesn't matter if it's fucking true! You know that. Once the rumors start...
Michael: Hey, hey. Start your own rumors. Do you know how to play this game?

Michael: Hey, listen, whatever happens tomorrow... you're gonna be fine.
Naomi: Fuck, I don't want to be fine! I was never supposed to be fine! I was supposed to be a motherfucking rainmaker.

Randall: You've been on a trading floor, right? No? Honey, you got to go there. You got to see what we're up against. You go, you breathe it in. The hunger of it, the pure American desire.

Samantha: The truth is... I want to make some money. I could say something more nuanced... about my dreams and aspirations, but... that's the honest truth. I am so glad... that we can sit here as women and talk about ambition. But money doesn't have to be a dirty word... We can like that too.

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Hamilton/Berg

The Last Man on Earth 4×11

Gail: Well, that just can't be what happened.
Carol: Yeah, there has to be some logical explanation for all of this.
Tandy: Yeah, he was probably just too hungry to not eat human corpse meat.

Tandy: Okay, everyone, just be calm, cool, collected. Cool and collected. Go.

Tandy: So, hey, Karl. So w-whatcha you been getting up to, uh, you know, uh, location-wise?

Karl: Look, the quick answer is: yeah.

Karl: Okay, I'm just gonna come right out and say it... My name is Karl, and I am a cannibal.

Karl: All right. Well, good night, guys. Lock your doors. Mean that.

Carol: I realize it might be hard for you to drink in that thing, so I brought you this crazy... I mean, "mentally abnormal" straw.

Karl: In all seriousness, though, you're gonna want to keep a five-foot radius. That's what I call the lunge zone.
Carol: Noted.

Carol: No, no. We can't decide who lives or dies. We're not J.K. Rowling.

Tandy: So, uh, I'm gonna turn around, walk ten paces, and then pull out the gun and shoot you in the face.

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Борис Акунин — Не прощаюсь

<< Черный Город (Приключения Эраста Фандорина —15)

Приключения Эраста Фандорина — 16

  “На исходе дня, уже в сумерках, вокзал вдруг пришел в движение. ...

&  – Господин Фандорин не умирает, но и не живет. К счастью, современная наука мало что знает про устройство мозга.
     – Почему «к счастью»? – спросил тогда Маса.
     И сэнсэй, мудрый человек, ответил:
     – Потому что когда нет твердого знания, остается надежда на чудо.

&  Маса философски подумал: волк тоже залезает в овчарню один и выбирает, какую овцу утащить, а остальные стоят смирно, ждут и даже не блеют. Воистину всякий человек сам решает, кто он в жизни: овца, волк или человек.

&  самый страшный из слоев дзигоку не огненный и не ледяной, а тот, куда после смерти попадают предатели: каждый день там начинается с надежды и заканчивается ее крахом.

&  – Ку арэба раку ари.
     – Вы правы, господин! Нет худа без добра, – со слезами воскликнул Маса, все-таки не совладав с бурными чувствами.

&  Черт его знает, всё может быть. Но еще великий Мондзаэмон писал: «Жизнь – только грустный сон, увиденный во сне». А кроме того, благородный муж даже во сне не изменяет своим правилам – что если сон окажется реальностью?

&  – Послушайте, я специалист по везению. Повезло – это когда тебе достался лучший из наличествующих вариантов. Из наличествующих, понимаете?

&  Низшие полицейские чины, как бы они ни назывались и какой бы власти ни служили, устроены одинаково: грозны с теми, кто перед ними заискивает, и искательны с тем, кто разговаривает грозно.

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Heathens

Peaky Blinders 4×2

Tommy: "In the bleak midwinter..."

Esme: I'm taking the children on the road, to live with decent people. They'll never know the cursed side of this family. We're done with them, John.

Tommy: These men will not leave our city until our whole family is dead. That's how it works - an eye for an eye. It's called vendetta.
Arthur: The bullet's been written. It says "LUCA".

Tommy: Moss says they're expecting strikes and riots when the weather gets warmer. The Bolsheviks are planning...
Ada: The Bolsheviks couldn't plan a fucking picnic! He's reading the wrong papers.

Polly: My son's not here to speak... so I'll speak on behalf of us both. Truce.
Tommy: Five for peace, two for truce, one abstention. Let's get on with the war.

Tommy: That's the language of vendetta they take one of ours, we take two of theirs.

Linda: The only way any of you Shelbys will leave this place is on a cloud of smoke, like John.
Ada: Well, you're a Shelby now, too, Linda.

Aberama Gold: 500 each, 1,000 for the brace. Where do you want them?

Polly: Now, there's a boat that leaves on February the 13th...

Michael: Listen, Mum. I'm going to get better slowly... But you need to get better fast. Without you, he falls apart, and without him... Without him, they'll take us all. You've got to get us through this. Then, I promise... I'll board that train with you and we'll go to Australia.

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Aberama Gold: Tommy Shelby OBE... No wager today. But with this penny, I will buy a flower to put on your grave... When the time comes.

Tommy: We missed Christmas - let's have it now... Peace on earth, good will to all men.

Polly: Never thought my high-fucking-heels from Paris would be stepping through the horse shit of Small Heath ever again.
Ada: Temporary, Polly.
Lizzie: Yeah, until hell freezes over.

Polly: Paying whores for sex, paying killers to kill...
Tommy: Yeah - nothing for nothing.
Polly: Poor Thomas.

Polly: In the smoke, I realised something. I'm just like you now, you and Arthur. I was dead in that noose, and then I was saved. So everything from now on is extra. But what I didn't understand until today... Is when you're dead already... You're free... Fucking love it.

Curly: Well, now he's got the Americans after him, he's a bit hard on people.
May: The Americans?
Curly: Yeah, they call them the Mafia.
May: Dear God.
Curly: Yeah, there's 15 of them. Yeah, they want to kill us all. But we've got guns and grenades and Aunt Polly's back, so it's going to be OK.

Arthur: Your boy knows he can hit back, right?
Aberama: I told him, in the professional game, people want their money's worth. Don't win too fast.

Tommy: There you go, Bonnie... You're a Peaky Blinder now, son.

Tommy: Do you have a whistle? If so, blow it.

Eden: Something has changed this past year. A cold wind from the East. People are not afraid any more.
Tommy: I have it on very good authority that the Bolsheviks couldn't organise a fucking picnic.

Luca: I could have killed you when I walked through the door. But, you see... I want you to be the last. I want you to be alive after your entire family is dead... Cos my mother says that is what'll hurt you the most.

Luca: Instead of sending you a black hand, I could have had you killed in the night without knowing why. But I want you to know why. And I want to suggest to you that we fight this vendetta with honour.
Tommy: No civilians. No children.
Luca: No police.
Tommy: Welcome to Birmingham, Mr Changretta.
Luca: Grazie.

Tommy: It's like with Grace, Arthur... They're just gone. Just fucking gone.

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The Key

The Walking Dead 8×12

Simon: Today is about scaring these people. We're not going for head shots, just flesh wounds. Hit a few, leave 'em livin', let 'em turn. But don't kill 'em.

Negan: You look beautiful, baby.

Negan: Hey, prick. You are out of bullets.

Georgie: My name is Georgie, and these are my friends, Hilda and Midge. And you are?... Suspicious.

Michonne: You're trading knowledge.
Georgie: That's what I have.

Georgie: If, perhaps, people can believe in people again, four crates of goods is worth far less than a sustainable future and perhaps an exercise in trust... I know... "trust" probably sounds like a made-up word now, like flibberschticky.
Hilda: Or klompf.
Midge: Or moisture.

Rick: You still alive?
Negan: I'm a goddamn cat.

Negan: ...But you, you got to come work for me. Janitorial to start... not bad at all. Your people, they get to live like 75% kings! Now, that is an epic freakin' Christmas-Hanukah-Kwanzaa gift all rolled up into one, considering what a thorn in my ass cheek you've all been.

Simon: You must've thought about it, clipping him yourself...
Dwight: You mean when he took my wife? Or burned my face? No. Never thought about that. Not once.

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Dwight: Just move on?
Simon: Just move on.

Simon: Just 'cause he walked away doesn't mean he's breathing.

Simon: This is a critical point in our history, Dwight. This is something we could tell our grandkids about.

Rick: I'll make you a deal. I'll let you kiss her goodbye.

Georgie: Here... is the aforementioned key to a future. Inside, there are handwritten plans for windmills, watermills, silos, hand-drawn schematics, guides to refining grain, creating lumber, aqueducts... a book of medieval human achievement so we may have a future from our past.

Enid: I killed her, and I'm alive, and Carl saved someone, and he's dead.

Simon: Don't matter if the big man ain't here. We're still Negan.

Simon: ...there's only one thing left for us to do. We must expunge them. We must redact them! They are a mistake that we shall now erase. We are moving on... For Negan!

Negan: Well, shit.

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The Tower

Sneaky Pete 2×5

Frank: ...And I'm like, "Luka, what the fuck is going on here?" And he tells us that sulfuric acid is great, because it melts the skin and the muscle, but leaves the bone intact...

Sam: No, I can't promise you there won't be violence. As... as a matter of fact, uh... Violence might be necessary.

Marius: Mr. Bagwell, I'm here on a family emergency. You have to believe me.
Bagwell: Uh, allow me to translate that, now that I am fluent in Josipovic. What you just said is, "I'm in a jam with my hoodlum friend, so I had some British lady call my parole officer so Mr. Bagwell can come down to save me." Am I correct?

Colin: Any famous last words?
Sam: I was gonna ask the same question.

Otto: No, no, no, don't do it. Bodies, they're a hassle. You know that.

Joe: I used to really like this job. Meet a lot of colorful people, see a little action, use the brain a bit... Now the nerves got me on the can every 15 minutes.

Joe: You wanna hear something weird? I don't even think he's Pete.

Joe: When we take on a case, what's rule number one? Always follow the clues.

Frank: But if he's not Pete, why say he's Pete?
Joe: The money.

Pete: I just... I needed to call you and say good-bye. And I wanted to thank you... You've been a great friend, Marius, the best that I've ever had... You're like a brother to me. I hope all your dreams come true.

Maggie: Oh, and you... Pete... My boy. Come here.

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La Dame Blanche

Outlander 2×4

Duverney: Have you thought about names for the petit bambin?
Claire: Well, I thought if it was a boy, we could name him Lambert.
Jamie: Lambert?
Claire: Yes, after my uncle.
Jamie: Now, not to disrespect your uncle, but it's a wee bit... English. ... How about Dalhousie?
Claire: Dalhousie?!
Jamie: Aye, after Dalhousie Castle. It's a braw name.
Claire: Dalhousie?

Claire: Perhaps Jules can be... persuaded that the child is his?
Louise: You mean sleep with my husband? But my lover would be furious!

Claire: And how exactly did this different girl entirely manage to bite your thighs?
Jamie: There is a simple explanation.
Claire: Well, I should hope so.
Jamie: Well, I don't suppose a gently reared young lady such as yourself would be familiar with the term soixante-neuf?
Claire: Oh, I know what sixty-nine is!
Jamie: Ah, well, she was rather insistent about it, although I think she would've settled for the six. The nine could go hang.

Jamie: We use his broken heart to break his bank.
Claire: Oh, God. Does this make us bad people?
Jamie: Way I see it, we're doing a bad thing, but for a good reason.
Claire: Isn't that what all bad people say?

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Sully

Porter: Today, we begin with our operation and human performance investigation on the crash of US Airways Flight 1549.
Sully: Water landing.
Porter: Captain?
Sully: This was not a crash and it wasn't a ditching.

Porter: Okay, well, let's get into how you calculated all those parameters.
Sully: There was no time for calculating. I had to rely on my experience of managing the altitude and speed of thousands of flights over four decades.
Porter: You're saying you didn't do any...
Sully: I eyeballed it.
Porter: You eyeballed it?

Porter: You stated that it was a dual engine failure due to multiple bird strikes? That would be unprecedented.
Sully: Well, everything is unprecedented until it happens for the first time.

Sully: Hey, maybe when I wake up, it'll be January 14th. Wouldn't that be good?

Sully: Here's the funny thing. I've delivered a million passengers over 40 years in the air, but in the end, I'm gonna be judged on 208 seconds.

LT Cook: A pilot never stops acquiring knowledge. You'll make mistakes, everyone does. Just learn from them... And never forget, no matter what's happening, to fly the airplane.
Sully: Absolutely, sir.
LT Cook: Oh, one other thing, and this is important.
Sully: Sir?
LT Cook: You can go ahead and smile.

Jeff: They're playing Pacman. You were flying a plane full of human beings.

Sully: This is the Captain. Brace for impact.

Jeff: I've never been so happy to be in New York in my life.

Arnie: Talked to Dan Britt, Sully. Got a count... 155.

Carl: Ah, come on, Sully. When's the last time you heard of someone landing a jet plane on the water and everybody lived?... Exactly.

Sully: This was dual engine loss at 2,800 feet followed by an immediate water landing with 155 souls onboard. No one has ever trained for an incident like that. No one.

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Nothing Lasts Forever

The X-Files 11×9

"I Want To Be Beautiful"

Juliet: Those who love me, I will deliver.

Scully: Both of the victims have metal dowels impaled through their sternums.
Mulder: Staked through the heart, you mean. I would have expected the weapon to be made of wood. A combination of the three types used in Christ's crucifixion cross... cypress, cedar and pine. That would imbue it with the holy properties necessary to defeat evil.

Scully: I'll run a check on hospitals doing liver transplants over the next seven to 20 hours...
Mulder: I'll go on some onion sites and see if any organs were put up for auction...

Scully: Are those new? Bifocals?
Mulder: They're not bifocals, Scully, they're progressives. They're called progressive lenses.
Scully: No need to get defensive... Presbyopia's a natural part of the aging process. We're all gonna go through it, Mulder. Just wait till you get gout.

Mulder: You know, sometimes I wonder why we keep doing it, Scully, in the face of all this indifference and presbyopia...

Barbara: What do you see when you look at me?
– Beauty and light.
Barbara: And what do I see when I look at you?
– Ugliness and pain.

Juliet: No, Father. Prayers aren't enough. "I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, and my sword shall devour flesh, and that with the blood of the slain and of the captives, from the beginning of revenges upon the enemy."

Scully: Did I ever tell you how I came to believe in God?...

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Mulder: I think all I have... all any of us have are the results of all the choices that we've made. And at the end of the day, we just hope that we made the right one.

Barbara: Tell me your dream.
Kayla: I want to be beautiful like you.
Barbara: All right, my ugly duckling, prepare to be a swan...

Barbara: Look at me. What do you see?
Dr. Luvenis: You look as beautiful as ever.

Barbara: Olivia! It's your day to be beautiful.

Mulder: The Barbara Beaumont Show, 1967. Then, um... nothing much ever again.
Scully: So, at 85, does she need assistance?

Mulder: Age isn't a disease, it's a natural progression.

Mulder: Ooh. You stink.
Scully: Thanks, Mulder.

Scully: Prayers aren't meant to be sentiment. It's a conversation. You can do it like a meditation, or if your needs exceed your grasp, you can ask God to act on your behalf. But you don't believe in God. So you'd essentially be talking to yourself.
Mulder: Well, I-I may not believe in God, but I believe in you. Therefore, I speak to him through you. Through the transitive property of equality. If "A" equals "B," and "B" equals "C," therefore, "A" equals "C." Reason and faith in harmony. Isn't that why we're so good together?
Scully: Are we together?

Mulder: I don't know if any God is listening, but I am standing right here, and I am listening. Right beside you. I'm all ears. That's my choice.

Mulder: I've always wondered how this was gonna end...

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Maggie

Sneaky Pete 2×4

Marius: Well, use the bathroom window.
Pete: ... There is no window.
Marius: All right, listen, hide under the bed, don't answer the door for anybody. I'm on my way.

Marius: All right, fine, arrest your cousin for violating parole, and arrest Marius for murder, if that's what you think he did.

Marius: I don't know what you're looking for, but my life is just not that interesting.

Carly: I just want to know who they were, not the fantasy that everyone built after they died.

Taylor: Look, Carly... life doesn't always go how you're gonna expect. No.

Taylor: Carly, you are so smart. You are so fucking smart. But you got to decide what you want to do with that.

Colin: Carjacking Jews. Who knew?

Delores: Joe. And what kind of medium are you, Joe?
Joe: I'm a clairvoyant, Delores.
Delores: Clairaudient or clairsentient?
Joe: ...
Marius: He's actually all three... Clairvoyant, clairaudient, and clairsentient.

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Marius: Holy Christ, you suck at this. You don't say you're something, unless you know what the fuck you're talking about.

Taylor: Smell of white pine during a good storm is one of the best parts of living here.
Joyce: Actinomycetes.
Taylor: Beg your pardon?
Joyce: Bacteria. Responsible for the decomp of organic material. Spores scatter after the rain. That's... that's the good smell.
Taylor: Oh. Yeah, if it's all the same to you, I'd prefer to think it's the trees.

Marius: Well, this is the first time I feel like I've ever had closure.

Joe: Not very spiritual, pointing a gun at a man.
Ethel: Oh, depends on the man.

Ethel: Spirit is telling me something about your brother, not this one, your real brother. I'm getting that his name starts with a T... no, an E. He is... he's missing something. No, not... not... not a phone, not a wallet. Oh my! A toe. How does he come to be missing a toe?.. Oh, come on, you tell me the story of that toe.

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Useful Occupations and Deceptions

Outlander 2×3

Mary: Your husband's so g-gentle and so kind. I mean, I... I know he doesn't trouble you in... that way.
Claire: Mary, do you mean...
Mary: W-what they do in b-bed. My maid said that a... a Frenchman's "thing," you know, they put it right between a lady's legs. I mean, right up inside her. An Englishman, or even a Scot... Oh, I didn't mean it in that way, but a man like your husband, surely he'd never dream of forcing his wife to endure something like that.

Duverney: You know, James, if you desire my help, it would not be a bad idea to lose a game once in a while.
Jamie: I respect you too much to allow such a cheap victory.
Duverney: I give you permission to respect me less.

Claire: Johann Sebastian Bach?
Mother Hildegarde: I'm surprised you have heard of him. He sends me things now and again. He calls them "inventions," and they are really quite clever, but I'm afraid his music is not the sort to endure. Clever, but no heart.

Claire: The key is the key.
Murtagh: What key?
Claire: The musical key. Whoever wrote this had a diabolical sense of humor.
Murtagh: Oh, aye, diabolical.
Jamie: Two flats means you take every second letter, beginning at the start of the section. Three sharps means you take every third letter, beginning at the end...
Claire: Does it make sense?
Jamie: Aye. Aye, it does.

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The Noose

Peaky Blinders 4×1

Tommy: I've made a deal with people even more powerful than our enemies. Trust me, brother...

Arthur Bigge: How the fuck did a Birmingham racketeer get his hands on a personal letter written by King George?

Arthur: In the bleak midwinter...

Johnny: In the bleak midwinter...

- ...Also, sir, ... Thomas Shelby has asked for something else. An inclusion in this year's New Year's honours list. Thomas Shelby has asked for the King to award him an OBE, sir.

Billy: So... Maria, or Clara, or Elizabeth?
Tommy: It's Christmas. Someone new, Billy.

Lizzie: You can't live like this another year.
Tommy: Sex, freedom, whisky sours. Which one should I give up first, Lizzie, eh?

Tommy: ...And, oi! No cocaine in my registered premises.

Esme: Take a curse back to the money.

Tommy: It's about me, eh?
Jessie Eden: Tommy Shelby, OBE... No, it's not about you. It's about disparities.

Tommy: All right, listen, I will conduct myself as a businessman... You say there is a ten-shilling disparity between male and female cutters in two of my factories? Very well. I will increase the pay of the female cutters in this factory by five shillings. And I will cut the pay of the male cutters in the Rover by five shillings... thereby achieving your sacred fucking parity.

Frances: Things will get better, I think, next year.
Tommy: Uh-huh.

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Johnny: Have you checked your post? I just got served a black hand. I just got delivered a black fucking hand to the house.

Johnny: For the wops, it's family. The black hand came here. Everybody will have got one. They're coming for us all!

Arthur: I am emotional. I just don't know what fucking emotion it is.

Customs officer: Are you with those other Italians?
Luca Changretta: We're Americans. It says it right there on the paper. USA.
Customs officer: And what's the purpose of your visit?
Luca Changretta: Pleasure.

Polly: Is Shelby Company Limited still using Bentleys?.. Bentleys are no good in the cold. You should tell him.
Michael: I will. Any other messages for Tommy?
Polly: Yeah. Fuck off.

Ada: So, boss, in the light of the changed circumstances, what are your orders?

Ada: And Esme and Linda?
Tommy: Anyone who wants to live to see another Christmas needs to come to where it's safe.

Tommy: Welcome home.

Esme: Holy shit, it's Father Christmas.
Johnny: Yeah, and if you're good... you get what you deserve.

Antonio: Vaffanculo!
Tommy: What did he... What did he say? Is that a curse or a number?

Johnny Dogs: I thought these sporting days were over.
Tommy: Yeah, so did I. But they keep coming back at us.

Johnny Dogs: Will there still be geese for dinner?
Tommy: Only if you can steal them on the way.
Johnny Dogs: On the way where?
Tommy: We're going back, Johnny. Back to Small Heath.
Johnny Dogs: Back where you belong.

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Эрик Маккормак — Летучий голландец (7/7)

<< Ранее

&  Мы храним в себе все чудеса, которые ищем вне себя:
     вся Африка и все ее загадки есть в нас самих.
     Сэр Томас Браун «Religio Medici», 1642

&  Тайна иногда лучше, чем знание.

&  – Ах, Томас! С тобой всегда так скучно. По-твоему, потрясающие вещи происходят только в книгах!

&  «Что бы ни любил мудрец, он от этого уходит».

&  – Разве не забавно, что своя собственная семья никогда не кажется такой уж необыкновенной? Особенно те вещи, которые слышишь с детства.

&  Кто может понять смысл того, что делают другие? Иногда нам бывает трудно осознать то, что делаем мы сами.

&  Соседа жизнь всегда полна сюжетов,
     Твоя же, как ни странно, никогда...

&  Твоя собственная жизнь кажется тебе хаосом – ты внутри нее и так поглощен подробностями, что теряешь надежду найти в ней хоть какой-нибудь разумный порядок или смысл. В то время как посторонний – наблюдатель твоей жизни – способен двигаться и, если повезет, сможет найти точку, с которой нужно смотреть на твою жизнь, чтобы понять ее смысл; сможет заметить тенденции, симметрии и совпадения, которые ты сам, возможно, увидеть не способен.

  ... И теперь я вспоминаю его именно так – как сон, восхитительный и опасный, какими бывают все лучшие сны на свете.”

The Expiration Date

Grace and Frankie 4×4

Nick: Come on, you gotta give me something. Maybe next time a two-hour nap, post-sex?
Grace: Half-hour catnap and I'm setting an alarm.

Frankie: During sex, we both know that half the moans we're making have absolutely nothing to do with pleasure.

Grace: You made quick work putting this place back together.
Frankie: Back in, baby! I did keep a few hints of Sheree pink, though, to symbolize the "new" of my "new old life."
Grace: Oof. That's a big concept for first thing in the morning.

Nick: Okay, I'm just going to say it. I want more.
Grace: You want to see more people?
Nick: No. I want more you.

Brianna: What's happening? Are we sitting Shiva?
Frankie: You'd have to bury me first.
Brianna: There is an upside to all of this. No car payments, no more taxes. I mean, you might even be off the FBI watch list...

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Wonder

Nate: Two rules. First, only raise your hand once a class, no matter how many answers you know. Except for science. Crush them all.
Auggie: Check.
Nate: Second... you're gonna feel like you're all alone, Auggie, but you're not.
Auggie: .... Check.

Isabel: Come on, how was your day?
Auggie: Good.
Isabel: Good how? "Good," like it was good? Or "good," like it was bad and you just don't wanna tell us?

Isabel: Look at me. We all... have marks on our face. I have this wrinkle here from your first surgery... and have these wrinkles here from your last surgery. This is the map... that shows us where we're going. And this is the map... that shows us where we've been. And it's never... ever ugly.
Auggie: But what about your gray hair?
Isabel: ... That's compliments of your dad, I think.

Auggie: Maybe if we knew what other people were thinking we'd know that no one's ordinary. And we all deserve a standing ovation at least once in our lives.

Auggie: It's like that last precept Mr. Browne gave us. Be kind, for everyone is fighting a hard battle. And if you really wanna see what people are, all you have to do... is look.

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The End

Grimm 6×13

"Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me."
Bible, the 23rd Psalm, verse 4

Rosalee: It takes a ton of time, has quite a few ingredients, and is almost impossible to do because it requires the blood of three opposing forces... a Grimm, a Wesen, and a Hexenbiest.
Monroe: Oh, yeah. I mean, that would be next to impossible, considering a Grimm will kill any Wesen who asks for its blood and a Hexenbiest will pretty much kill... anything for any reason.
Rosalee: But not for us.

Eve: I have no regrets. And I am definitely not done.

Juliette: No regrets.

Trubel: Did we kill him?
Nick: No.
Trubel: Then why are we alive?

Kelly: Don't give away what you hold.

Monroe: Uh... Nick. Where did this come from?

The End

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Happiness

Andy: You think I don't appreciate art? You think I don't understand fashion? You think I'm not hip? You think I'm pathetic? A nerd? A lard-ass fat-so? You think I'm shit?.. Well, you're wrong! 'Cause I'm champagne, and you're shit! Until the day you die, you, not me, will always be shit.

Psychiatrist: How do you feel at the end?
Bill: Much better. I wake up happy... feeling good... but then I'll get depressed because I'm living in reality.

Joy:
    It seems the things
    I've wanted in my life
    I've never had
    And so it's no surprise that
    living only leaves me sad
    Happiness, where are you?
    I've searched so long
    for you
    Happiness, what are you?
    I haven't got a clue
    Happiness, why do you
    have to stay...
    So far away...
    From me?
    ..............

Bill: I'm sick.
Trish: Aww, honey. Take some Tylenol. You'll feel better tomorrow.

Diane: Don't feel guilty.
Lenny: I don't. I don't feel anything.

Kristina: It was a crime of passion. I'm a passionate woman.

Helen: Joy, I'm so sorry. But... don't worry. I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing with you.
Joy: But I'm not laughing.

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Zerstörer Shrugged

Grimm 6×12

"You shall break them with a rod."
Bible, Psalm 2, verse 9

Monroe: Here it is. My family Bible, Wesen version, passed down on my father's side since 1598...

Monroe: It's different. There's no lava, no fire, no brimstone. It's a garden. Now, I'm not saying the Garden of Eden, but I'm not not saying the Garden of Eden.

Monroe: ...But if you're right and this is all in some old Grimm book, that means this could be predetermined.
Hank: We're talking fate?
Monroe: Yeah, in a way, which, of course, means... this conversation... was supposed to be. Okay, this is one big existential migraine.

Adalind: It's gone. She's not a Hexenbiest anymore.
Wu: Okay, isn't this a good thing?

Renard: Yeah, we both decided it couldn't fall into your hands.
Nick: When you were working for the Royals.
Adalind: That was before I had a baby with you. Or you.
Nick: ... Simpler times.

Hank: Talk about peeing in the wrong place at the wrong time.

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Man on the Run

Sneaky Pete 2×3

Audrey: Just asking a simple question...

Marjorie: ...if any one of them sees Pete...
Marius: I get burned. I heard you the first 20 times.

Marius: So, um, you... you called me because you needed help with something?
Julia: I do. Promise you won't yell at me.
Marius: Already sounds good.

Julia: Is it illegal?
Marius: No, of course not.

Joyce: Be the shooter.
Taylor: Sure..... Bang!

Marjorie: Billy tried to run, but... you don't run from Luka Delchev. And when they found Billy's body, he had no teeth, no gums, no mouth.
Marius: What... what does that even mean, "no mouth"?

Marjorie: I'm out. You should be too.

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Not in Scotland Anymore

Outlander 2×2

Prince Charles: James, this is why I admire the French. They're so wonderfully vulgar. They never allow their exquisite manners to interfere with their baser instincts.
Murtagh: Yeah, they do find unique ways to enjoy themselves...

Jamie: You ask of the clans? Well, sire, the truth of it is, the clans canna agree on the color of the sky, let alone put aside their old grievances and band together to fight the British.

Claire: If the Scottish rebellion can be plotted in a French brothel, then perhaps it can be stopped at the French Court.

Murtagh: Only in France, does a king need an audience to shite... If you're lucky, you'll be given the honor of wiping the royal arse.

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Эрик Маккормак — Летучий голландец (6/7)

<< Ранее

&  – Да, конечно, большинство верило. И это совершенно понятно, если вспомнить о том, какому риску подвергался человек в те времена ради выживания. Пить воду означало неизбежное свидание с кишечной палочкой; есть пишу – риск заработать ботулизм; дышать воздухом в городе, вроде Лондона, значило подвергать себя действию всевозможных инфекций; ложиться в собственную постель, полную блох, – флиртовать с бубонной чумой. Когда думаешь об этом, понимаешь: в самом деле, в ту эпоху проснуться утром живым – вот настоящее чудо. Да, если и было такое время, когда люди нуждались в вере в Бога или в Нечто, дававшее их жизни смысл, то возникает мысль, что это было как раз оно.
     Томас покачал головой и сделал паузу, дабы подчеркнуть эту мысль.
     – Но несмотря на все те обстоятельства, что подталкивали к вере, оставались люди, которые просто не могли заставить себя уверовать. Они считали мир таким ужасным, что ни один бог, достойный их уважения, не мог его сотворить.

&  Вы когда-нибудь встречали книгу Роберта Магистра «De Periculis Invitis»?... Она стоит того, чтобы читать ее и в наше время. В начале первой главы автор пишет: «Спросить „кто я?“ означает сделать шаг к неизбежному ответу: „я – ничто“». Разве не современно это звучит?

&  Далее он пишет: «Мы не можем дольше оставаться во власти своей мечты; и мы не можем больше поддерживать наши души иллюзиями древних; наше единственное утешение в этот век – перспектива забвения».

&  – Я скептик. Если Бог существует и если Он когда-нибудь будет искать честного человека, ему придется выбирать из скептиков.

&  – Один старый шаман племени гимполо в центральной части Ватуа считал, что мы только и делаем, что смотрим сны: вся жизнь – это сон. А те минуты, которые, как нам кажется, мы проводим во сне, на самом деле – единственное время, когда мы бодрствуем. Мы бросаем беглый взгляд на безумие этого мира, и тут же снова засыпаем.

&  Чтобы узнавать, чем кончаются истории, человеку необходимо пускать корни, оставаться где-то надолго, если нужно – даже на всю жизнь. Роуленд был уверен, что ему суждено узнать конец только одной истории – его собственной.

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Peaky Blinders 3×6

Episode #3.6

Tommy: They will grow up here, at home, loved. In Birmingham.

Hughes: ...And once the British Government cuts diplomatic relations with the Soviet Union, that will be our mission accomplished. You'll have been part of a fine adventure.

Hughes: To help with the outrage we need people to die in the explosion.
Tommy: How many?

Tommy: The only people I told about the Faberge eggs are in this room...

Alfie: Tommy, there were things in that treasury that God himself, he spoke to me, and he said, "Alfie, you were meant to have these things."

Alfie: I want him to acknowledge that his anger is un-fucking-justified! I want him to acknowledge that he who fights by the sword, he fucking dies by it, Tommy.

Alfie: You judging me?! Stand there and talk to me about crossing some FUCKING LINE?! If you pull that trigger, right, you pull that trigger for a fucking honourable reason. Like an honourable man, not like some fucking civilian that does not understand the wicked way of our world, mate.

Polly: The painting was wrong. She was too sure of herself. And I'm not. Not any more...

Arthur: Who wants to be in heaven, eh? Who want to be in heaven when you can be sending men to fucking hell?

Tatiana: At home, these jewels saw way worse. That's why they are all cursed. As are we... Mr Shelby.

Tommy: Before I begin... I want you to let you know I made a mistake. I made a mistake... and I want to apologise to all of you.

Tommy: This is who I am! And this is all I can give you for what you give me. For your hearts and your souls.

Tommy: I've learnt something in the last few days. Those bastards. Those BASTARDS... are worse than us! Politicians, fucking judges, lords and ladies. They're WORSE than us, and they will never admit us to their palaces, no matter how legitimate we become... because of who we are. Because of who we fucking are, because of where we're fucking from. Isn't that right, Ada? Our Ada knows. She got smart about revolution. And she knows you have to get what you want your own way.

Tommy: And the rest of you, you took the King's shilling. You took the King's fucking shilling. When you take the King's shilling, the King expects you to kill. Right, Arthur?

Tommy: You can go, but you won't get far, Arthur...

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Let Pinhead Sing!

Lucifer 3×17

Lucifer: Don't be ridiculous. We're in the line of fire every day, Doctor. I mean, it's all part of being heroes for the people.

Ella: ...when you're down, you always, always pull yourself back up. You are positive dude numero uno.

Ella: Wait. Did I miss my birthday?
Lucifer: Well, every day's a celebration when you're around, darling.

Chloe: And you know what, Lucifer?... If you need to "reverse-Oprah" me just to feel less afraid, then by all means, knock yourself out.

Lucifer: Why not spread the love? I mean, everyone deserves a little Lucifer.

Daniel: Lay it on me. I'm here for you, bro.
Kane: It's just life, you know? It's like this eternal wasteland of meaningless existence, a dark void staring down at you like a beaten dog scrounging on the side of the road, just waiting to get mowed down by the next tsunami of crap.
Daniel: .... Wow... Hmm... Maybe we all are just dust in the wind.

Lucifer: Mozart, Liberace, Elton--
Axara: Who?
Lucifer: ...All the greats were my pupils. But none as bright as you, of course.

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Axara: W-Wait, are...
Lucifer: No, no, no.
Axara: Aren't you gonna wash them first?
Lucifer: And rinse off all the nutrients? Don't be silly!

Mazikeen: You know, despite all the books you've read, all the degrees on your wall, you forgot the one rule that matters... Hos before bros.

Mazikeen: Go... to... hell.
Charlotte: Okay. Great start.

Lucifer: It's not me I'm trying to convince. It's my Father. I defied Him, and He's big on that "eye for an eye" sort of thing.

Axara: Well, you're a cop, sort of. Get a restraining order or something.
Lucifer: Well, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Dad's all-powerful.
Axara: Works in government?
Lucifer: Mm, rules the universe.
Axara: Frickin' politicians.

Axara: ...here's the deal. You can't let anyone come in between you and the things you're passionate about in this life. Or it ain't worth living.

Kane: How could you possibly have any faith or hope when you're in a loop of endless suffering?

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Эрик Маккормак — Летучий голландец (5/7)

<< Ранее

&  Он хватался за любую мысль, которая помогла бы ему держать голову над темной водой отчаяния. Ему безмерно хотелось верить, что, хотя на поверхности жизнь кажется полной случайностей, как игра в покер, на самом деле она очень сложна, словно картинка-паззл, и если он будет настойчив, то сможет понять, как в ней все между собой связано.

&  – Я столько времени веду их друг к другу, что вы должны были заподозрить, будто я вообще не хочу, чтобы они встретились. Но я не играю в такие игры, чтобы возбудить интерес к повествованию. Просто в жизни, как и в книгах, должно произойти много важного перед тем, как герои встретятся.

&  С красоты начинается ужас.
     Райнер Мария Рильке, «Двинские элегии», Элегия Первая.

&  «Если не знаешь, что ты ищешь, как ты поймешь, что же нашел?»

&  – Быть может, мы прикладывали свои усилия не там, где надо. Исследовали каждый уголок, каждую трещинку на земле. Но что касается понимания того, почему мы такие, как есть – или что у нас вот здесь, – он постучал себя по голове, – в этом, в сущности, не было никакого прогресса. На самом деле, возможно, был даже регресс. Люди, которые ездят на машинах со скоростью сто миль в час, или летают над твоей головой на высоте тридцать тысяч футов, или живут в квартирах со всеми современными удобствами, – знают ли эти люди больше о том, кто они такие, нежели средний европеец четыреста лет назад?
     – Но разве в те времена люди не верили, что за всем стоит какое-то сверхъестественное существо? – спросил я.

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Inside Out

Sneaky Pete 2×2

Luis: Oh, yeah, everybody's got dirty laundry, you know?
Julia: That... yeah, that's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. See, I have, um, some valuable, uh... let's say... linens, and I am really not sure how to launder them.
Luis: Mm-hmm, are we talking presidential-type linen?

Sam: Okay, I put the license plate into the DMV system, got the VIN number, and now I'm using this... frankly illegal application to talk to the car's security system and reprogram the doors and ignition codes.
Otto: Jesus, it used to be all you needed was a Slim Jim and a pair of wire strippers.
Sam: A lot harder to steal a car these days.

Sam: Okay, there you go. There you go. $4,000 security system, defeated by a $60 app.

Sam: Uh, who's the target?
Sean: My wife.

Marjorie: The good news is, he's out.
Marius: So, where is he?
Marjorie: That's the bad news.

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Young Sheldon 1×15

Young Sheldon: So far, it's just been you and me, and we know that works. Do we really want to mess with success?
Tam: We could think of it as an experiment.
Young Sheldon: Oh, you do know how to push my buttons.

Young Sheldon: My teeth are small, but my prefrontal cortex is enormous.

Young Sheldon: Her mom also packed extra string cheese, which is a well-known social lubricant.

Libby: Do you know what you're going to major in in college?
Young Sheldon: I'm leaning towards quantum chromodynamics, but who knows? A few years ago, I would've said choo-choo trains.

George: Is she cute?
Young Sheldon: Compared to what?

Tam: I don't know what's more beautiful, your mind or your eyes.
Young Sheldon: Tam, please. We're eating.

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Young Sheldon: "Geologists lead a sedimentary lifestyle." Libby, that is a good one.

Meemaw: Sheldon's got a girlfriend. What are the odds?..

Georgie: How come he gets to tie up the phone and I can't?
Meemaw: Because what is happening in there is called a miracle, and God-fearing people do not get in the way of those.

Young Sheldon: ...like many men before me, I was being seduced by the exotic world of geology.

George: What did you think was gonna happen when we sent him to high school?
Mary: I don't know, that he'd learn stuff, and then, come back home and be my baby forever.

Young Sheldon: Whoever said the quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach did not consider his tiny bladder.

Young Sheldon: From now on, it's a hermit's life for me.
Mary: I bet, when you grow up, you will be surrounded by lots of smart, wonderful friends.
Young Sheldon: I can't see that happening.
Mary: Well, the Lord works in mysterious ways.
Young Sheldon: And here we go with the God talk.

Young Sheldon: I've been giving geology some more thought... I've decided it's not really a science... No, it's more like a hobby. Rock collecting... Childish, really.

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Эрик Маккормак — Летучий голландец (4/7)

<< Ранее

&  Время от времени он вновь осознавал, почему так любит чтение: оно делает материальный мир, даже его собственное физическое «я», незначительным. Да, оно в самом деле как мысли, как само мышление.

&  Читал он «Левиафан». Дошел до пассажа, содержавшего знаменитое наставление Гоббсао том, что «жизнь человека одинока, бедна, беспросветна, зверина и кратковременна», и восхищался, как столь неприятную идею удалось выразить так прекрасно и незабываемо.

&  – Эмпирическое правило в антропологии таково: чем древнее народ, тем труднее познать его обычаи.

&  – Это один из великих парадоксов путешественника. Если уезжаешь, то жалеешь, что не остался; если остаешься, жалеешь, что не уехал.

&  Боюсь, так часто случается в антропологии: то, что мы воспринимаем как жемчужины традиционной мудрости, оказывается просто результатом неточного перевода.

&  В монастыре я получил один важный урок – на самом деле я, конечно, уже должен был это знать: очень легко идеализировать чужую культуру на расстоянии. Но все выглядит иначе, как только оказываешься внутри.

&  – Мы все постоянно пытаемся исправить наше прошлое так, чтобы оно соответствовало настоящему; наши воспоминания никуда не годятся, у нас просто не хватает воображения, чтобы сделать их подходящими. Может, если бы мы позволили серьезному специалисту создать нам историю, мы имели бы больше шансов стать счастливыми.

&  – Мы делаем что можем, и это не всегда совпадает с тем, что мы хотели бы делать.

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Homeland 7×5

Saul: I'm talking about information warfare.

Saul: The more I think about it, the more I'm thinking Russia. ... It's what they do, David-- exploit existing divisions wherever they find them.

President Keane: God knows I never thought my presidency would be about telling another woman to bite her tongue and turn the other cheek-- any woman, never mind... But here we are.

Saul: Talk to me about Slovyansk. 2014.
Ivan: What about it?
Saul: Russian state TV reports Ukrainian soldiers crucified a boy in the town square.

Saul: Fake death of one boy stirred up enough anti-Ukrainian sentiment in Russia to justify an invasion. Fake death of the other sparked a massacre that might topple the presidency.

Dante: Nobody grows up dreaming of taking down criminals inside their own government.

Ivan: Indians were trying to communicate with your explorers. Showed them the river, made like this with the hand... Your people thought it meant "snakes."
Saul: What'd it mean?
Ivan: Fish... Sometimes, a domestic crisis is just a domestic crisis.

Saul: As far as he's concerned, I still think he's the happy defector going about his happy life. Who knows? Maybe he is.

Carrie: All right, motherfuckers, we're back in business.

President Keane: I don't think the message has ever been clearer. We cannot allow what divides us as individuals to continue to undermine what unites us as a people, what brings us together as Americans.

Carrie: I don't know. I mean, two bugs crap out on one mission?
Dante: ... That kind of shit happens all the time.
Carrie: Not to me, it doesn't.

Carrie: What the fuck?!

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Outlander 2×1

Claire: What year is it?

Frank: You know, you're not the only one with questions.
Reverend: Hmm?
Frank: Devil take the press.
Reverend: Hmm. That's not likely. Even the devil has standards.

Frank: It's quite the leap of faith.

Jamie: If there's going to be a war against the British, should we not be trying to find a way to win it instead of stopping it?

Claire: We can infiltrate the Jacobite movement. Get close to the key players. Discover where they get their money and their arms, and find a way to disrupt their plans.
Jamie: You certainly have high opinion of what a... crippled Highlander and a pregnant English woman can accomplish.

Jamie: Life with you is certainly never dull, Sassenach.
Claire: I shall endeavor to be more dull, if that would suit you better.
Jamie: Ah, I wouldn't change you to save the world.

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Эрик Маккормак — Летучий голландец (3/7)

<< Ранее

&  – А как насчет откровенности? Разве настоящая любовь не означает, что ты можешь раскрыть свою душу человеку, которого любишь, и он или она будет любить тебя от этого еще больше?
     – Может быть, все наоборот, – сказала она. – Может, для этого нужно сначала полюбить человека, до того, как ты многое узнаешь о нем. А потом, какие бы открытия ни произошли, любовь будет слишком сильной, чтобы из-за них разрушиться... Конечно, такова материнская любовь, правда? Как ты объяснишь материнскую любовь?

&  Заглянув в палату, я обрадовался, что профессор снова пережил маленькое воскрешение, будто за ночь его душа просочилась обратно в тело.

&  Похоже, другие люди могут знать про нас больше, чем мы сами, потому что воспринимают подсознательный язык нашего тела.

&  – Полагаю, вы не читали «Nox Реrpetua» Гильберто?... Это одна из популярных книг середины XVI века о снах. Гильберто утверждает, что не ты выбираешь себе сны, а они выбирают тебя.
     Я сказал, что эта идея мне что-то не нравится.
     – Главная мысль этой книги, заключается в том, что мир совсем не так рационален, как нам хотелось бы думать. По Гильберто, ночь подтверждает эту мысль. Когда наступает тьма, приходит сон, принося с собой безумие и ужас.
     Эта идея мне тоже не понравилась.
     – Конечно, в те давние времена, – сказал я, – в повседневной жизни было так много ужасов, что легко поверить в безумство мира.
     Томас Вандерлинден покачал головой и посмотрел на меня так, как, должно быть, всегда смотрел на особенно тупых студентов.
     – Конечно, это спорный вопрос, – сказал он. – Но, вероятно, доказать разумность мира тогда было намного проще, чем сейчас.

&  Томас Вандерлинден, который был страстным любителем ментальных путешествий, реальных путешествий не любил совсем. «Жизнь людей была бы намного проще, если бы они вовсе не покидали собственных домов», – писал один из его любимых авторов, и Томас был с ним согласен.

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Peaky Blinders 3×5

Episode #3.5

Michael: I will shoot him myself, Tommy. Just teach me how to shoot.
Tommy: It's easy, Michael. Just point... pull the trigger.

Mary: Mr Shelby, your brothers are here. And there's someone who described himself as, "the wandering Jew".

Alfie: Now... word in London is that you can be found wandering the streets of Birmingham, stark naked, throwing away money. You talk to dead people. Also, that you believe that you are powerful enough to summon up Jews of a very particular standing up to the gentile wilderness wherein you live in order for them to do your fucking bidding, mate.
Tommy: And still, you came...
Alfie: Yeah, well, you know... I was passing, weren't I?

Alfie: You're fucking about with Russians, in't you? You silly boy.

Arthur: Then think of marriage as a beautiful road... flowers all the way down it.
Michael: Is he joking?
Johnny: It's hard to tell these days.

Alfie: Arthur. Arthur. Arthur, come here. Shalom! Arthur, shalom!

Alfie: I hear that you have allowed Jesus to come into your life.
Arthur: You heard, then?
Alfie: Yeah, that's beautiful. That's wonderful. Now, that's lovely, isn't it? That's... that's lovely. But I was wondering, how does that work for you on a day-to-day, considering your line of work, mate?

Arthur: I'm Old Testament.
Alfie: Fucking hell. Look at that. Now, that... that scares me more. Yeah. Congratulations, Tommy. You now have the finished article right there, don't you? See, that man, right, he will murder and maim for you with God on his side.

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Tommy: We need to see what's in their treasury. And that's why we need Mr Solomons.

Tommy: Right boys, just remember they are fucking insane... and dangerous. And drunk on stuff we've never heard of. And they're worse than us for spirits and ghosts.

Tommy: The Cossacks didn't run, Arthur.

Arthur: Right. Fuck it. There you go, ladies. Made in fucking Birmingham.

Tatiana: Inside every man, there is a devil.

Polly: Welcome to Shelby Company Limited. Shelby Company Limited.
Ada: Limited and unarmed.

Polly: Why should the boys have all the fun?

Tatiana: You speak Russian?
Alfie: I do, yeah. I do. Cos of me mum. Yeah, my mother. You people, all right, you hunted my mum... with dogs... through the snow. Yeah. But today, right, is for forgiveness, ain't it? For selection.

Alfie: Right, Rumplestiltskin, let's go over here and have a look what's in these boxes.

Alfie: Do you have any eggs?

Oliver: There. A woman of style and substance.

Oliver: I'm a student of silence. Is this good silence or bad silence?

Tommy: Why do you play games with people... when there is no benefit to you?
Tatiana: In Russia, because we were bored. In England, because... we don't know how to stop.

Polly: You should call this painting... Fuck Them All.

Tommy: If I tell you, I can't take the knowledge back. Better off without it.

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The X-Files 11×8

The Truth Is Out There

Mulder: Because there were bogus witch hunts doesn't mean that there were no witches.

Scully: What's not to like? I mean, you couldn't dream up a more perfect suspect. He's potentially John Wayne Gacy with a monkey.
Mulder: That's it. It's too perfect. I don't, I don't like perfect like that. Makes me uncomfortable.

Mulder: In the 16th and 17th century, witches were said to conjure spirits called familiars, which usually took the form of-of animals. But sometimes could take human shape in the guise... of the victims' ardent desires or a beautiful woman luring a man to his death, or... a TV character.

Scully: That woman went up in flames.
Mulder: Maybe it was the candles.
Scully: Maybe it was the gates of hell.

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Эрик Маккормак — Летучий голландец (2/7)

<< Начало

&  – Наверное, чтение – это такой наркотик.

&  – Вы читали что-нибудь Балтазара Роттердамского? Конец XVI века?... Балтазар полагал, что ощущение – или отсутствие ощущения – погруженности в книгу является в действительности мышлением как таковым. Возможно, именно это бесплотное чувство и делает чтение таким притягательным.

&  – ...язык любого типа всегда сильно ограничен. «Слова есть тени вещей; а тени никогда не показывают свет». – Он сказал это так, будто процитировал всем известную, не вызывающую сомнений истину.
     Конечно, я никогда ее не слышал.

&  – Она умерла больше двадцати лет назад, – сказал он, глядя на снимок. – И я до сих пор не могу в это поверить. Когда-то я чувствовал себя виноватым, что позволяю другим мыслям вторгаться в мои воспоминания о ней. Но это все равно неизбежно, неизбежно. «Ибо воспоминания, как слезы, тают в океане забвения».

&  – Я потеряла мужа и обоих своих мальчиков. Может, даже лучше, что они умерли. Говорят, «солдаты попадают прямиком в рай, потому что в аду они уже побывали».

&  – Разве мужчине не в тысячу раз лучше умереть за любимую женщину, чем за дело, смысла которого никто никогда не понимал?

&  «Если ты слишком легко находишь общий язык с людьми, это признак твоей слабости».

&  – Человек может любить, – однажды мудро сказала моя жена, – не находя для этого слов. А другой может владеть всеми нужными словами, и при этом никогда не испытать этого чувства.

&  – Я всегда полагал, что особенно для женщин настоящая любовь требует откровенности и полной искренности. Разве не так?
     Там, за четыре тысячи миль от меня, жена рассмеялась...
     – Мужчины всегда думают, будто знают, что чувствуют женщины, – сказала она.

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One Eight Seven

Trevor Garfield: That says 187. That's the police code for homicide.

Walter: You know what your problem is? On the one hand, you think someone's trying to kill you. On the other hand, you believe kids are paying attention in your classes.

Trevor Garfield: If you're listening, God... please help me today. Please give me a chance to do my job... which you put me here to do in the first place... God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change... the courage to change the things I can... and the wisdom to know the difference. It's me, Trevor, God. Amen.

Trevor Garfield: There's this passage in God's Lonely Man... by Thomas Wolfe where he says: "The whole conviction of my life rests upon the belief... that loneliness is the central... and inevitable fact of human existence."
Ellen Henry: That's really depressing, Trevor.
Trevor Garfield: It's just my New York upbringing.

Trevor Garfield: Stop blaming everybody else. You're too smart for that.

Trevor Garfield: At some point, people have to take responsibility for their actions.

Trevor Garfield: They want what they want when they want it. And we can't expect the system to protect us. ... Like you, I used to think the world was this great place... where everybody lived by the same standard I did. Then some kid with a nail... showed me I was living in his world. A world where chaos rules, not order. A world where righteousness is not rewarded. That's Cesar's world. And if you're not willing to play by his rules... then you're gonna have to pay the price.

Dave Childress: Don't tell me you never wanted to blow one of these bastards away.

Trevor Garfield: That macho enough for you, Cesar?

Cesar: You disrespecting me? You saying I ain't a man?
Trevor Garfield: I'm saying you're a fool.

Trevor Garfield: The only thing you respect is stupidity. You willing to die for stupidity?.. See, I am, if it'll teach you something!

Trevor Garfield: Your whole way of life is bullshit! Macho is bullshit!!
Cesar: It's all I got!
Trevor Garfield: So now you're the victim?

Cesar: I got one in six chances. I'm gonna beat this bitch.

Barsek: Why'd you do that, man? What's the fucking point?

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