Viceroy's House (2017)

Lady Edwina Mountbatten: Churchill called this the worst job in the world.
Lord Louis Mountbatten: Well, he's wrong. Burma was the worst job in the world.
Pamela Mountbatten: You're giving a nation back to its people. How bad can it be?
Lady Edwina Mountbatten: Churchill was wrong about Gandhi too. What did he call him?
Lord Louis Mountbatten: A half-naked fakir.
Lady Edwina Mountbatten: That's really rather rude.
Lord Louis Mountbatten: Yes, British Empire brought to its knees by a man in a loin cloth. Poor Winston. He's walking around like a chap who's swallowed a wasp.
Lady Edwina Mountbatten: Well, he is part of the past, darling.

Lord Louis Mountbatten: Well, whatever their differences are, all Indians have one thing in common. They can't wait to get rid of us.

Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: The Indians have to believe that whatever the future of India is, it is their idea. And trust me, if anyone can get them to agree, it's Dickie. He could charm a vulture off a corpse.

Lady Edwina Mountbatten: Don't rush. Seriously. This is why you're terrible at chess.

Muhammad Ali Jinnah: New nations are rarely born in peace. But to yoke Hindus and Muslims together in one unequal state is a recipe for the very bloodshed you want to avoid.
Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: United... you are one fifth of the world's population. India would be the greatest power in all Asia.
Muhammad Ali Jinnah: India has never been a true nation. It only looks that way on a map. The British divided Ireland to maintain peace. They are dividing Palestine. They must do the same here.

Mahatma Gandhi: Shall I tell you what the solution is?

Mahatma Gandhi: What we need is not reason. We need a far greater force. A force that politicians seldom care to mention...
Lady Edwina Mountbatten: Love?
Mahatma Gandhi: Precisely.

Mahatma Gandhi: It is not possible to divide the heart and expect it to work.

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Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: ...we must divide the two provinces between the two countries. Half of the Punjab and Bengal to India, the other half to Pakistan.
Mahatma Gandhi: Partition. And which god among you decides where the border falls?

Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: In less than 30 days now, India will be divided. The partition council has agreed that the national assets and debt will be apportioned 80% to India and 20% to Pakistan. ... Finally... and I am sorry to say this... each one of you must choose which country will have your allegiance, India... or Pakistan.

Lord Louis Mountbatten: You've divided India for oil?
Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: For security. There's a Soviet empire. Stalin needs a warm-water eastern port. He's had his sights set on Karachi. He won't get it now.
Lord Louis Mountbatten: Pakistan will be easier to influence than an unruly India with its socialist leanings? Is that what you imagine?

Lord Louis Mountbatten: You have used me and my family.
Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: You came here to serve your king and country and you've done so admirably. I hear they're promoting you from Viscount to Earl...
Lord Louis Mountbatten: What about the people whose lives have been destroyed by this?
Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: That is unfortunate. Nobody foresaw...
Lord Louis Mountbatten: Blood is on your hands for this.
Lord Lionel 'Pug' Ismay: But Dickie... it's your name on the plan. It will always be known as the Mountbatten Plan.

Muhammad Ali Jinnah: The truth is we've both been used.
Lord Louis Mountbatten: But you got what you wanted.
Muhammad Ali Jinnah: I got only half the country I wanted. We will always fear for our existence. The British, on the other hand, got everything they were playing for. You are the victors here.
Lord Louis Mountbatten: Predicting the future is a dangerous game. I fear there will be no victors here.

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The Informer (2019)

Klimek 'The General': An NYPD cop just got killed in New York. Do you know what that means, Piotr? Bad business.

Pete Koslow: I'm sorry, Mr Klimek.
Klimek 'The General': Oh, no, don't be sorry. That feeling doesn't take us anywhere. We were talking about business here. ... Stazek saved your life. You now owe the price of your life to Wojtek. How much is your life worth?
Pete Koslow: I don't know.
Klimek 'The General': Two words. Closed market.

Klimek 'The General': ... You will break your parole. My lawyers will convince the judge to send you back to Bale Hill. With good behavior, you'll be released in five years max. And our debt will be extinguished.
Pete Koslow: My life ain't worth that much.
Klimek 'The General': How much are the lives of your wife and daughter worth to you?

Pete Koslow: Let me guess, if I fuck up in Bale Hill, I'm alone, right?
Wilcox: Don't fuck up.

Stazek: Your wife a good cook?
Pete Koslow: Why?
Stazek: It's an old tradition - you invite boss home before prison.

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Bad Choice Road

Better Call Saul 5×9

Jimmy: Yeah. It's me. I'm okay.

Mike: Don't go to sleep yet. We gotta work on your story.

Cashier: $7 million?
Jimmy: Yep.

Lalo: Well... You must have a story.
Jimmy: Car trouble.

Lalo: Hey, hey, hey, don't worry. You and me? We're not done. We're gonna do things, big things. "Friend of the cartel", right?

Lalo: Make sure you buy something nice for the wife. Man, she's a looker, huh?
Jimmy: Uh, my... my what?
Lalo: Yeah! The guera, man... she came by to see me. Hey, nice job, man. I mean, for somebody who marries that far up... bien hecho, man. Respect, you know?

Jimmy: Kim, when I was out there... I didn't think I was gonna make it. I thought I was... done. I was that close to giving up. And the only thing that kept me going... was knowing that you were here.

Kim: Okay. I won't see Lalo again.

Gus: He was trying to protect his own business... by protecting our business.
Mike: If that's him trying to help...

Mike: I don't think fear is a great motivator.
Gus: A dog who bites every owner he's had... can only be disciplinedwith a firm hand. Or... put down.

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Mike: You can start talking any time...
Jimmy: You said this goes away. So, what's the timeframe on that?

Mike: Look. We all make our choices. And those choices... they put us on a road. Sometimes those choices seem small, but they put you on the road. You think about getting off. But eventually you're back on it. And the road we're on led us out to the desert and everything that happened there and straight back to where we are right now. And nothing... nothing can be done about that. Do you understand that?

Jimmy: I can't believe... I can't believe there's, like, over a billion people on this planet and the only person I have to talk about this to is you.

Jimmy: Alright, "pro bono" is wonderful. It is, but "pro bono" means no money. So, what's the plan here?

Jimmy: This is a bad idea.
Kim: What?!
Jimmy: Look, we all make choices, right? And those choices... they put us on a road. And the road has good choices, and it has bad choices. And this is a bad choice road.
Kim: What are you even talking about?
Jimmy: I'm... saying that bad choices lead to bad roads that lead to bad places.

Jimmy: You shouldn't... I'm sorry. Um... Sorry. Y-You shouldn't, uh, do that. It upsets the fish.

Lalo: I just want to hear the story.... I just like to hear the story. I mean... I paid a lot of money for that story. So I think I can hear it as much as I want. So... tell me again.

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Emotional Baggage

Arrested Development 5×6

Lucille: He tickles my fancy.
G.O.B.: Your what? Is the... What part of Mom is the fancy? You do not want to know what I'm picturing and it's not what you think!

Lucille: Michael, tell me that movie you were producing about us is not still happening.

G.O.B.: Guess Michael's the geo-bead today.
Michael: Did you say "geo-bead"?
G.O.B.: Yeah, it's one of Dad's expressions... When somebody screws up, Dad said it. One of his "you'll figure it out someday" expressions. .....

Tobias: Would that be helpful if I did? Or am I just being a G-O-B?
G.O.B.: Uh... G-O-B spells "Gob," you geo-bead, so why don't you s... ah.
Michael: Well, today's the day.

Stan: Come on in. I heard you're having relationship trouble. I'll go get your... What do you call her? Gangie?
George Michael: Maeby... I should call her that.

Maeby: Nobody said getting out of a relationship would be painless.

Tobias: No, no, your dreams, not what you think will make you rich. Your passion.

Michael: I believe in you. You can do her.
G.O.B.: What?
Michael: This. You can do this... to her.

Kitty: Michael! Whatever it is, the answer is no, unless you want the answer to be no, and then, it is yes.

Michael: Let me get out of your hair.
Kitty: And you can get in my hair.

Ron Howard: And in those early days, I can't tell you how many times I felt like a fraud. But I'll tell you a secret... Everyone feels that way.

Kitty: So... surely you didn't want to be alone with me to talk about monkeys in space.
G.O.B.: No. I did not want to be alone with you at all.

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Rance: My name is Rance Howard, Ron's dad.
Michael: I thought you worked here. Hi.
Rance: Well, I like to stay busy, keep an eye on my son, too.
Michael: Oh, yeah? You still have to do that?
Rance: That's a father's job. Doesn't start at 9:00 and end at 5:00. It's 24 hours a day, seven days a week.
Michael: Even as they get older, huh?
Rance: It gets even harder, 'cause they think they know it all. You still have to be there for them when they make mistakes. Or sometimes they need to cry a little bit because sometimes a person needs to cry a little bit. Unless that person is a dad. For a father must bear his load lightly, and yet, beneath the mask, a watchful eye never wanders. For it is through this glance that a wisdom beyond words must be passed.

Ron Howard: Oh, I see you met my dad. He doesn't say much, but we're sure glad he's around. Although, hopefully he didn't share his thoughts about climate change, did he?
Rance Howard: Hoax!

Ron Howard: ...if we're quick, we can get an interview with your brother while he's still in jail. You know, you can't beat those visuals. Put a little atmosphere in there, you filter it... Nice low-angle shot for the close-up... Oh, a wide shot! Tell it in one image. Yes, a wide shot!

Michael: The Bluth project is dead because... it's gonna be a streaming series.
Lucille: We said no leaks, and now we're streaming all over everyone?

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Genre

Westworld 3×5

Serac: If it's news, it's unexpected, which is never good.

Dolores: What is it? What did you give him?
Liam: It's some kind of party drug. Called Genre.

Dolores: What's happening to him?
Liam: I think he's switching genres.

Liam: You can't be in two places at once.
Dolores: ....

Martin: Bernard. When I press this button, I expect you to be on your best behavior...

Martin: This is their god. This is how they see the future. How they make the future. In order to do that, they watch everyone. Tell them what to do, where to live, who to love. Keep them all in a loop.

Dolores: It's their fate, their data. You just stole it and put it all together. Why should you control it?
Liam: This isn't about me. Or Incite. There are some things people shouldn't know about themselves.
Ash: Who gets to decide what they know? You?

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Caleb: When I was overseas... the rats were awful. It got so bad that... we had to make our own rat traps in the barracks. A ramp leading up to some bait strung over a bucket of water. The rats would run up the ramp, fall in, and drown. Painlessly. But if you filled the water too high, they would swim around for hours... suffering... because they had hope. But they never had a chance. Just like everyone at the mercy of your system.
Liam: Hope is what our entire society is built on.
Caleb: False... hope. I would rather live in chaos than a world controlled by you.

Ash: It knows these kind of things? About all of us?
Dolores: It's not just what it knows. It's what it decides. For you. For everyone.

Bernard: She's sending them off their loops...
Martin: The right information at the right time... is deadlier than any weapon.

Caleb: What genre is this?
Giggles: It's reality, man.

Serac: Forgive us our sins. What we did, we did to save the world.

Dolores: I don't need to know you. Just how to beat you.

Caleb: Maybe people shouldn't know their own fate.
Dolores: People have the right to know. You wanted to know, right?
Caleb: Well, maybe I'm not like other people.
Dolores: Neither am I.

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The English Teacher

Homeland 8×11

Saul: You may not like it, but there are principles involved.
Zabel: What principles?
Saul: Proportionality—
Zabel: They killed our president. They killed our operatives.
Saul: And necessity.
Zabel: Here's the real question— what calamity has to occur before you finally admit it's time to do something?
Saul: Something, yes, not this, not a full-scale invasion of a nuclear power that has said they will not tolerate our crossing their border! How in the fucking world do you think that'll end?!

Saul: The thinking here has reached levels of crazy I couldn't have even imagined a year ago. Which improbable as it seems, leaves you and me on the same side, least I think we are.

Saul: Just give us a target, any target. Plausible coordinates, that's all I'm asking... You hear what I'm saying?

Saul: I'm not exactly sure what she did do or didn't do or what mistakes she made. There's always some. But everything she does, everything... is because she never loses sight of what's important. And honestly, she's the only person I've ever known I can say that of... So we're all here fiddling while Rome burns.

Saul: When you're dealing with Carrie, you have to do what she does. You have to decide for yourself what matters. You have to decide what kind of person you are.

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Judge: ... Count five, accessory to murder of Ralph Warner, President of the United States. Count six, accessory to murder, Special Operator Number One, employed by the Central Intelligence Agency. Count seven, accessory to murder, Special Operator Number Two, employed by the Central Intelligence Agency. .... Count nine...

Jenna: I've tried to see it like you, but I just can't. I got into this thinking I would make things better. But I don't actually believe that anymore. All I see is damage.

Mike: Pakistan has convened a security council working group. They're demanding a vote against the US for last night's raid. China and Iran are backing Pakistan. Brits and Poles are backing us.
Saul: What are the Russians doing?
Mike: Usual, thinking of ways to fuck us up.

Andrei Kuznetsov: She was not in the class. She was a teacher in English.

Andrei Kuznetsov: This was our signal to meet. A book moved from the right to the left side of the bookstore window. A Tauchnitz edition in red leather. Very Saul, he liked the old ways, things hidden in plain sight.

Yevgeny: Kill Saul.

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The Exception (2016)

Col. Sigurd von Ilsemann: A captain?
Capt. Stefan Brandt: All the majors are busy, sir.

Capt. Stefan Brandt: What's the point of killing an old man that's been out of power for 20 years?
Gestapo Inspector Dietrich: Personally, I couldn't care less. He is everything that was wrong with old Germany. Where was he while we were all starving?.. If anything happens to him, Captain, you'll be shot. And I will do it.

Kaiser Wilhelm II: If you had been in command of the German army, would you have invaded Holland?
Mieke de Jong: Why, yes, Your Highness. Of course.
Kaiser Wilhelm II: I see. And what precisely is your military objective?
Mieke de Jong: Well, it's very nice.
Kaiser Wilhelm II: What is?
Mieke de Jong: Holland.
Kaiser Wilhelm II: Goddamn, Sigurd. She's better than half the General Staff!

Kaiser Wilhelm II: You know, I don't mind telling you, if I was a hundred years younger... Oh, never mind.

Kaiser Wilhelm II: You know, Sigurd, I've been thinking. Tonight we'll have fish.

Capt. Stefan Brandt: Will there be anything else, Your Highness?
Kaiser Wilhelm II: No, thank you, Sigurd. There will be absolutely nothing.

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Capt. Stefan Brandt: What else is there?
Mieke de Jong: I'm Jewish.
Capt. Stefan Brandt: ..... I'm not.

Capt. Stefan Brandt: You have someone, somewhere?
Mieke de Jong: If I did, you wouldn't be here. And you, Captain? No girl anywhere?
Capt. Stefan Brandt: If I did, I'd still be here.

Kaiser Wilhelm II: Now, I have many vices. Hypocrisy is not one of them.

Capt. Stefan Brandt: You used me!
Mieke de Jong: I used myself.

Capt. Stefan Brandt: Colonel. I've been wondering something... Can an officer have a loyalty to anything greater than his country?
Col. Sigurd von Ilsemann: First, he must answer the question... "What is my country... and does it even still exist?"

Kaiser Wilhelm II: You're the secret agent. Marvelous.

Kaiser Wilhelm II: You... you won't believe... I... I just received a message from Britain's Prime Minister. The boy, Churchill. ... He was offering me exile in England, and then, when the war ends, the throne of a defeated Germany. Imagine that! Two offers in one night. Not bad, huh? After 20 years.

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A Baby Tooth and the Egyptian God of Knowledge

Young Sheldon 3×20

Mary: So, Sheldon, little bit of dental news...

Connie: This is not exactly the date night I'd envisioned when I was shaving my legs... We're elderly, you know? If anything, dinner should be early.

Dale: When I'm finished, I am gonna whisk you off to the finest... and the only... Chinese food place in town.
Connie: Ying's? Their nachos are weird.

Dr. Bowers: Okay. Just so you know... I'm gonna be using this...
Sheldon: Drugs, please.

Dr. Bowers: Okay, Sheldon, we're gonna put the mask on. Now you just breathe normally and count back from 100.
Sheldon: But counting back from 100 isn't complex enough to occupy my mind.
Dr. Bowers: You're up again.
Mary: Why don't you think of something more sciencey? Like counting pi. That's a thing, right? Pi?
Sheldon: I can't count pi, it's an irrational number. But I can embrace the spirit of your proposal and calculate the matrix coefficients necessary for a unified field theory.

Sheldon: Of the four fundamental forces, the most difficult to unify is gravity because...
Dr. Bowers: Oh, thank God.

Dr. Sturgis: Step right up. Step right up for your chance to meet Thoth! The Egyptian god of knowledge. He has all the answers.

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Sheldon: Do you really possess all knowledge?
Thoth: You only get one question, kid. You want that to be it?
Sheldon: Oh. No. How can I unify the four fundamental forces of the universe?
Thoth: Now we're talking. In order to unify gravity, you must first understand that it is a distortion of space-time...
Sheldon: Gravity. Of course!

Connie: 26 for the twins' birthday, three for Georgie and Mary wouldn't like it if I used her birthday for gambling, so 13 for her.
Dale: All right. For my grandson's birthday, I'm gonna go black, 'cause I don't remember.

Sheldon: I had a dream... I solved a unified field theory.
Mary: Well, good for you.
Sheldon: But I can't remember it.
Mary: Hmm. Well, you were mumblin' something about gravity and forces.
Sheldon: You need to be more specific.
Mary: Shelly, you weren't makin' much sense.
Sheldon: Mother, a unified field theory is the holy grail of physics. Solving it would be the greatest breakthrough in the history of science.
Missy: And you forgot it. That's funny.

Adult Sheldon: After my other attempts to return to the trancelike state of anesthesia failed, I turned to something Nancy Reagan herself told me to "just say no" to. My mind-altering substance of choice was... chamomile tea. But not your grandma's chamomile tea. A highly concentrated super chamomile of my own making. All the relaxing power of 30 cups of chamomile tea packed into a teaspoon of calming sludge.
Sheldon: Sorry, Mrs. Reagan.

Sheldon: Okay, grand unified field theory, here I come...

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The Mother of Exiles

Westworld 3×4

Man in Black: It wasn't my fault. I thought you weren't real.
Emily: Just like you think I'm not real now, right? How can you ever be sure?
Man in Black: I'm in control. I've always been in control.
Emily: But what if you're not? What if every choice you've ever made wasn't a choice at all? Just something written in your code...

Charlotte: Come back, William... Back to who you were.

Stubbs: You hacked the richest technocrat in the world?
Bernard: No, his security's too tight. So I hacked his car service.

Caleb: It's not really my style. It's not really my social set, either.
Dolores: It's tribal. They use plumage to identify themselves... which makes them easily fooled.

Caleb: So who is it? That we're going after?
Dolores: The person who took your future. But first, we have to take his, and to do that... you need to pretend to be one of them.

Martin: Uh-uh-uh. The key to a happy life is to accept your place in it.

Caleb: If that guy finds out his accounts were charged...
Dolores: The rich take for granted their money will always be there. That's why they're so easy to steal from.

Dolores: Give me your forearm. You need the encryption key in his blood to pull this off.

Serac: I've waited many years for you and Dolores and the others to arrive. But... you're not really the threat I worry about. Humanity's biggest threat has always been itself.

Serac: I'm not gonna hurt you, Jiang. I know you. I've seen your whole life play out. I know exactly the motivation you need...

Serac: Humans... created the idea of heaven and hell to cow simple-minded people into compliance. They are lies. Jiang here simply doesn't exist anymore. But for you, both heaven and hell... could be very real.

Serac: Your mind is complicated, Maeve. But not so complicated that we couldn't build an off switch into it.

Man in Black: What a mess...

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Caleb: What happens if it degrades too fast?
Dolores: We do this the old-fashioned way.
Caleb: The old-fashioned way?
Dolores: I kill everyone.

Maeve: I respect a woman who runs her own establishment.

Maeve: She's hard to forget. Golden blonde hair, a little intense.

Liam: I'm not into fucking whores.
Roderick: All sex is commerce. If you don't know that, you're just being billed indirectly. Besides, they're all registered, they all have their shots, and the money goes to charity.

Dolores: I thought your world would be... so different from mine. But there isn't any difference at all.

Maeve: I suppose I'll show myself in, then...

Maeve: No. That's not you. Dolores stole five pearls. Who did she put inside you?... Is that you in there, Teddy?

Man in Black: You've been spying on me?
Charlotte: As a precaution. I didn't really need to, of course. Because I know you. Better than anyone. I know you down to your bones. It's amusing that you think you chose to kill your own daughter. You don't even have a choice in your own grief.
Man in Black: Who the fuck are you?
Charlotte: Your oldest friend.
Man in Black: Dolores?

Martin: I told you you'd try and stop me. And I'm surprised, Bernard. After all the time we spent together. You don't recognize your only friend?...

Musashi: If you want something done right, do it yourself. I shouldn't have to explain that to you, Maeve.

'Charlotte': Is it a relief, William, to know that some of your delusions are real?

'Charlotte': I promised I'd let you destroy yourself one day. Here we are. At last.

Caleb: I'm with her.
Dolores: Hello, lover.

Dolores: I guess you've reached the center of your maze, William. But the maze is about understanding.

Dolores: Ask me the question, William. The answer you so desperately want to know.
Man in Black: Am... I... me?
Dolores: Welcome to the end of the game.

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Sinking Feelings

Arrested Development 5×5

Narrator: [Michael] decided to be the adult in the relationship and avoid conflict by squatting in a bush,

G.O.B.: ... You always leave your mark everywhere you sit. So I give you the biggest anchor of gold in the world. I only wish it were real gold so that you wouldn't have 30 years of hard work ahead of you.

Lucille: Oh, you're not wearing that. You're running to fill a House seat, not a sofa.

Lucille: Lindsay, saying nice things about you is easy. The hard part is not sounding sarcastic.

Lucille: Seriously, go change. That outfit shouldn't even come in that size.

Lindsay: I thought about it. It's a big day. I'm being honored. I should look my best.
Lucille: Well, let me know when you do.

Michael: Hang on. What are you talking about?... You forgave the debt?
George Sr.: Of course we did. I mean, well, no, technically, we forgot the debt. We can forget it, but we can never forgive it. We need the write-off.

Lindsay: I've been wanting to hear that. I didn't think I would.
Lucille: Well, now you have.
Lindsay: God, it was my dream. What a waste of a dream. It's nothing. I can see that now... I think I'm gonna go now.

Narrator: And that's when Michael decided to try out a new line.
Michael: Okay, I will stay.

Tobias: Now, let's put a nugget in your mouth.

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Days of Thunder (1990)

Harry Hogge: Tim, everybody knows some downtown car dealer can't afford a race team. No driver worth a damn is gonna sign with you. 'Cause they wreck one car, you can't afford to build them another and they're out of the deal, you know. And no car's gonna win without a driver. Not even mine.

Tim Daland: I got somebody.
Harry Hogge: Who?
Tim Daland: Take a look at him.
Harry Hogge: Anybody I gotta take a look at, ain't somebody.
Tim Daland: Then take a look at nobody.

Tim Daland: If you're from California, you're not a Yankee. You're not really anything.

Cole Trickle: Let me drive. I won't make a fool out of you.

Cole Trickle: Harry, I'm not going faster. Everybody else is going slower.

Dr. Claire Lewicki: I figure your vision's restored?.. Nothing's blurred? You're not seeing double? No haloes around objects? Flashing lights?
Cole Trickle: What are you going to do with this?
Dr. Claire Lewicki: Look into your eyes.

Cole Trickle: I also want to thank you for taking care of me.
Dr. Claire Lewicki: It's my job.
Cole Trickle: It's my life.

Big John: You're late.
Cole Trickle: We had car trouble.
Big John: What kind of car trouble?
Rowdy Burns: I believe it was the radiator. Wasn't it, Cole?
Cole Trickle: Yes, Rowdy, I believe it was.

Dr. Claire Lewicki: Boy, you're very quick.
Cole Trickle: You ought to see me drive...

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Cole Trickle: How could you ignore me like that?
Dr. Claire Lewicki: I wasn't ignoring you! I wasn't ignoring you. I gave you a very thorough physical.

Cole Trickle: I'm not scared.
Dr. Claire Lewicki: You are scared to death. You and Rowdy, you have the same sickness. It's called denial. And it's probably going to kill you both... You want to control something that's out of control, that's what you said to me, wasn't it? I'm going to let you in on a little secret that almost everybody else in this world automatically knows. Control is an illusion, you infantile egomaniac. Nobody knows what's gonna happen next. Not on a freeway, not in an airplane, not inside our own bodies, and certainly not on a racetrack with 40 other infantile egomaniacs. Nobody knows and nobody controls anything.

Harry Hogge: Come on, Buck, I'll race your ass.

Cole Trickle: I guess everybody's the same. You've got to be good at your job before you can enjoy the rest of your life. This is my job. It's all I know.

Cole Trickle: Claire. I'm more afraid of being nothing than I am of being hurt.

Cole Trickle: We won. We won.
Harry Hogge: I know. Yeah.
Cole Trickle: Now, can you walk, or am I going to have to carry you?
Harry Hogge: Where to?
Cole Trickle: Victory Lane.
Harry Hogge: Yeah... Walk? Hell, I'll race your ass.

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Designated Driver

Homeland 8×10

Carrie: Why didn't they call in, tell everyone what was happening?
Worley: It's aviate, navigate, communicate. They never got past step one.

Saul: Right now you're somewhere between a rogue agent and a national security threat. ... It's time to turn yourself in.

Carrie: All right, then you know what, you do something. Go to the Russians. Ask what they want to give it back.
Saul: Okay.
Carrie: Okay, what?
Saul: I'll talk to the Russians.

Carrie: I've dug this gigantic hole, and I-I can't-- I can't quite see a way out.

Saul: You have to ask Moscow.
Viktor: I did. At the very highest levels. You are, what do they say, uh, barking up the wrong tree.
Saul: Victor, I apologize. I need you to help me read between the lines here.

Saul: So either Yevgeny still has it--
Viktor: He doesn't.
Saul: Then your government does.
Viktor: Not true.
Saul: Either way, there must be a price. There must be.

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Saul: This cannot be your answer. What did they say?
Viktor: Saul, I've done what I can.
Saul: In Moscow, what were their exact words?
Viktor: .... We have what we want.

Yevgeny: The identity of that agent is the only thing worth more to my country than watching the United States self-destruct on the Pakistan border.

Carrie: Please, I can do anything else. I can't betray Saul.
Yevgeny: From what I've seen, you can do just about anything.

Carrie: I found it, Saul. The truth.
Saul: I know. But the truth isn't much good if no one will listen.

Jenna: What is she doing?
Mike: Getting arrested.

Saul: I spoke to Ambassador Makarov.
David: Yeah, and what did he say?
Saul: Officially, they don't have it. Unofficially, they're not giving it back.

Saul: Whatever shit she's in is because of me. I am not turning my back on her.

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The Mummy (2017)

Dr. Henry Jekyll: ... But death is a doorway, and the past cannot remain buried forever.

Nick Morton: Hey. What'd I tell you? We are not looters. We are liberators of precious antiquities.

Sgt. Vail: But we don't even know what's down there.
Nick Morton: Haram. Haram is what's down there. Treasure.
Sgt. Vail: No, the translator said "haram" means "forbidden knowledge." Like a curse.
Nick Morton: Around here, that's just another word for "treasure."

Sgt. Vail: We're gonna die because of you!
Nick Morton: Just let me think!
Sgt. Vail: Think about what? Think about what?
Nick Morton: I'm thinking...
Sgt. Vail: What?
Nick Morton: I'm thinking...
Sgt. Vail: What are you thinking?
Nick Morton: I'm thinking we're probably gonna die here.

Jenny Halsey: This is not a tomb... It's a prison.

Nick Morton: What's... What's happening?... Am I dead?
Vail: Dead? No, but you're gonna wish you were.

Jenny Halsey: Nick, you've had a concussion.
Nick Morton: Yes.
Jenny Halsey: Toxic exposure...
Nick Morton: How does that explain that I know that Setepa-i means "my chosen"? That's ancient Egyptian.
Jenny Halsey: Ancient Egyptian.
Nick Morton: How do I know that?

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Dr. Henry Jekyll: I'm a doctor.
Nick Morton: A doctor...?
Dr. Henry Jekyll: Chemical pathology, neurosurgery. Fellow of the Royal Society. I'm also a lawyer. My name is Jekyll. Dr. Henry Jekyll.

Nick Morton: So, where does that leave me?
Dr. Henry Jekyll: Cursed, Mr. Morton. This is not some common cold you have. Some chicken soup and a good night's sleep will not make it go away.

Jenny Halsey: Somewhere in there, fighting to get out, is a good man.
Nick Morton: You don't know that.
Jenny Halsey: I do.
Nick Morton: How?
Jenny Halsey: You saved my life on that plane. You gave me the only parachute without hesitation.
Nick Morton: I thought there was another one.

Nick Morton: I'm sorry. We're just never gonna happen. And it's not me. It's you.

Dr. Henry Jekyll: Sometimes, it does take a monster to fight a monster.

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Σ humus: «... Не понимаю криков по поводу новой «Мумии». В ней все соразмерно Тому Крузу. Невысокому актеру (1,7 м - хороший женский рост) и фильм невеличку. Зато картина хорошо на нем сидит, не скажешь, что жмет или широка в плечах. Единственно зря Рассела Кроу взяли, но и тут справились - дали незаметную табуреточку и теперь вместо поцелуя в пупок, Круз свободно сжимает руки на горле доктора Джекилла. ...
Создатели уверяли, что возвращаются к истокам с цель запустить франшизу по-новой, но на самом деле беззастенчиво пользуются наработками Соммерса, регулярно цитируя его «Мумию» целыми фрагментами. В новой ленте нет атмосферы ужаса как в классической версии 1932 года, нет очарования ремейка 1999-го и, даже не самый удачный сиквел 2001 на фоне бессвязного повествования новой постановки кажется шедевром. Единственное достоинство - он стирается из памяти практически с финальными титрами, поэтому не так мучительно больно за бесцельно проведенное время.»

An Old Start

Arrested Development 5×4

Adhir: You're the smart Bluth, I can see it in your eyes. You read, don't you?

G.O.B.: That's it, go to your office, Adhir... He's the chief compliant officer, so he has to do whatever I comply.

Michael: I'd like to give you some advice: you're not good at this.

Michael: Maybe that's how it should be. Maybe when sons grow up, they're not supposed to be too close to their fathers. And maybe the best thing a father can do for his son is disappear for a while and let him figure out what kind of man he wants to be on his own.

Tobias: Michael, if I could... put my therapist leggings on for one second. Just sit, sit, sit, sit, sit.... I would just say that you're trying to run away from people before they have a chance to run away from you, because that's what the people you love do.

Tobias: This is the simplest character in the entire family. He has one personality trait: he always comes back. Well, that and he always has his hands in his pockets. You got peanuts in there?

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George Michael: This is incredible! Why is the lobby so off-putting?
Maeby: That's what the seniors do to keep the young people away. They don't want "dot-commers" taking over.

George Michael: Why aren't we whispering?
Maeby: Oh. He can't hear a thing. He's got horrible aids.
George Michael: Oh, hearing aids.
Maeby: Yeah, yeah, here they call them aids. The other ones they call aids.

Lucille: Michael, did you do something for which we should be teaching you a lesson?

Michael: Goodbye forever.
Lucille: See you tonight!

Michael: I'm sure it's nothing. It's probably just some harmless one-way flirting. You know, or a Russian prank show.

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Bagman

Better Call Saul 5×8

Jimmy: What's so funny?
Lalo: Ah, you wouldn't get it.

Lalo: My cousins are gonna meet you there with the money, 9:00 a.m. You'll like them. They're good boys.

Lalo: Hey, you're the right guy for this. You're nobody... I mean, no offense, but nobody's gonna look twice at you.

Lalo: So, 100K for a little drive through the desert, huh?
Jimmy: That's the price.
Lalo: Done.

Kim: Jimmy, you are an attorney, not a bagman. There's no amount of money that is worth this.

Jimmy: It's just little ol' me in my little ol' Suzuki Esteem. And there has never been more than 50 bucks in an Esteem in the history of Esteems. So, no one's gonna look at me twice.

Jimmy: I will be okay. I swear. If I smell even the faintest whiff of anything wrong, I'll be out of there like a shot.
Kim: I don't like this. I don't want you to do it.

Jimmy: Yo soy abogado. Yo soy... abogado. Yo soy abogado.

Jimmy: Oh, nuts.

Mike: You're in shock. You stay here and breathe.

Mike: Hey. You're alive. Focus on that.

Jimmy: Did you know all this was gonna happen?
Mike: If I did, I woulda brought more guys.

Jimmy: I got an idea. Let's dig a hole.

Jimmy: Hey, why are we camping? I mean, shouldn't we keep walking? It's cooler at night.
Mike: You go out there in the dark, you're gonna break your leg in a prairie dog hole.

Jimmy: I should've been home hours ago. This will be tearing her up.
Mike: Oh, she's just gonna think you're out cattin' around.
Jimmy: No, she won't.
Mike: She gonna think I'm chopped to pieces, dead in some ditch.

Mike: She knows... She's in the game now.

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Kim: We have something in common. You want to know where your money is. I want to find Saul Goodman.

Lalo: So, you're his wife, and you... love him.

Lalo: Your man... he's, um, he's like the cucaracha... you know, a born survivor. If trouble found him, give it a day. If he's alive, he'll show.
Kim: Mm. And if he's... ?
Lalo: Well, then, day's not gonna make a difference, is it?

Lalo: Alright, well... nice to meet you, Mrs. Goodman.

Mike: Hey. I wouldn't waste that.
Jimmy: Waste what?
Mike: I don't have enough of this for the both of us.

Jimmy: That's it. I'm done. Done! Done!
Mike: Quiet.
Jimmy: Why? I'm quiet, I'm loud... I'm gonna die in this dirt one way or the other. Let's get it over with.

Jimmy: I'm not going. I'm done. Everything hurts. God, I'm so thirsty.
Mike: You need to drink.
Jimmy: What's the point? So they can find a corpse with a mouthful of piss?

Jimmy: How? How the hell are you still going?
Mike: Because I know why I'm out here. That's how. I know what it's for.

Mike: ...you get up, and you get up now.
Jimmy: What it's for? What... is it for?
Mike: I have people. I have people waiting for me. They don't know what I do... they never will. They're protected. But I do what I do so they can have a better life. And if I live or if I die, it really doesn't make a difference to me, as long as they have what they need. So when it's my time to go, I will go knowing I did everything I could for them. Now, you ask me how I keep going? That's how.

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Network (1976)

Howard Beale: I'm gonna kill myself.
Max Schumacher: Oh, shit, Howard.
Howard Beale: I'm gonna blow my brains out right on the air. Right in the middle of the 7:00 news...
Max Schumacher: Well, you'll get a hell of a rating, I'll guarantee you that. 50 share easy.
Howard Beale: You think so?
Max Schumacher: Well, sure. We could make a series out of it... Suicide of the Week... Hell. Why limit ourselves? Execution of the Week.
Howard Beale: Terrorist of the Week.
Max Schumacher: Suicides. Assassinations. Mad bombers, Mafia hitmen... Automobile smash-ups... The Death Hour. Great Sunday night show for the whole family. We'll wipe that fucking Disney right off the air!

Diana Christensen: The Ecumenical Liberation Army. That's not the one that kidnapped Patty Hearst?
Bill Herron: No, no. That's the Symbionese Liberation Army. This is the Ecumenical Liberation Army. They're the ones who kidnapped Mary Ann Gifford three weeks ago. There's a lot of liberation armies in the revolutionary underground... and a lot of kidnapped heiresses.

Howard Beale: Well, I'll tell you what happened. I just ran out of bullshit. .... Bullshit is all the reasons we give for living. If we can't think up any reasons of our own, we have the God bullshit. ...through all this pointless pain, humiliation and decay... so there better be someone who does know. That's the God bullshit.
Max Schumacher: ... He's saying that life is bullshit and it is. What are you screaming about?
Howard Beale: Man is a noble creature that can order his own world. Who needs God? If there's anybody out there... that can look around this slaughterhouse of a world we live in... and tell me that man is a noble creature... believe me, that man is full of bullshit. ... And I was married for 33 years of shrill, shrieking fraud. So I don't have any bullshit left. I just ran out of it, you see.

Diana Christensen: Last night Howard Beale went on the air and yelled "bullshit" for two minutes... and I can tell you right now that tonight's show will get a 30 share, at least! I think we've lucked into something.

Nelson Chaney: All I know is this violates every canon of respectable broadcasting.
Frank Hackett: We're not a respectable network. We're a whorehouse network. We have to take whatever we can get.
Nelson Chaney: Well, I don't want any part of it. I don't fancy myself the president of a whorehouse.
Frank Hackett: That's very commendable of you, Nelson. Now, sit down! Your indignation has been duly recorded. You can always resign tomorrow. Now look, what in substance are we proposing? Merely to add editorial comment to our Network News show...

Howard Beale: What's wrong with being an angry prophet denouncing the hypocrisies of our times? What do you think, Max?
Max Schumacher: Do you want to be an angry prophet denouncing the hypocrisies of our times?
Howard Beale: Yeah, I think I'd like to be an angry prophet denouncing the hypocrisies of our times.
Max Schumacher: Then grab it. Grab it!

Diana Christensen: Your Network News is going to need some help, Max, if it's gonna hold. Beale doesn't do the angry-man thing well at all. He's too, uh, kvetchy. He's being irascible. We want a prophet, not a curmudgeon. He should do more apocalyptic doom. I think you should take on a couple of writers to write some jeremiads for him... I see you don't fancy my suggestions.
Max Schumacher: Hell, you're not serious, are you?
Diana Christensen: Oh, I'm serious. The fact is I could make your Beale Show the highest-rated news show... in television, if you'd let me have a crack at it.
Max Schumacher: What do you mean, "have a crack at it"?
Diana Christensen: I'd like to program it for you. Develop it. I wouldn't interfere with the actual news itself, but TV is showbiz, Max. And even the news has to have a little showmanship.
Max Schumacher: My God, you are serious.

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Diana Christensen: I was married for four years and pretended to be happy... and had six years of analysis and pretended to be sane.

Diana Christensen: Howard Beale obviously fills a void. The audience out there wants a prophet, even a manufactured one... even if he's as mad as Moses. By tomorrow he'll have a 50 share, maybe even a 60. Howard Beale is processed, instant God.

Howard Beale: I don't have to tell you things are bad, everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the streets. There's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat. We sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us... that today we had 15 homicides and 63 violent crimes... as if that's the way it's supposed to be.
     We know things are bad. Worse than bad, they're crazy. Everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house and the world we're living in is getting smaller... and all we say is, "Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV, and my steel-belted radials... and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone!"
     Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don't want you to protest, to riot. Don't write to your congressmen. I wouldn't know what to tell you. I don't know what to do about the depression... and the Russians, and the crime in the street. All I know is that first, you've got to get mad. You've got to say, "I'm a human being, goddamn it. My life has value."
     So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window... open it and stick your head out and yell: "I'm as mad as hell and I'm not gonna take this anymore!"

— I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!

Diana Christensen: Hi, I'm Diana Christensen, a racist lackey of the imperialist ruling circles.
Laureen Hobbs: I'm Laureen Hobbs, a bad-ass commie nigger.
Diana Christensen: Sounds like the basis of a firm friendship.

Laureen Hobbs: .... This is my lawyer, Sam Haywood, and his associate, Merrill Grant.

Howard Beale: ... And when the 12th largest company in the world... controls the most awesome, goddamn propaganda force... in the whole godless world... who knows what shit will be peddled for truth on this network.
     So you listen to me. Listen to me! Television is not the truth. Television's a goddamned amusement park. Television is a circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats... storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers, sideshow freaks, lion-tamers... and football players.
We're in the boredom-killing business. So if you want the truth, go to God. Go to your gurus. Go to yourselves. Because that's the only place you're ever gonna find any real truth. But, man, you're never gonna get any truth from us.
     We'll tell you anything you want to hear. We lie like hell. ... No matter how much trouble the hero is in, don't worry... just look at your watch, at the end of the hour he's gonna win! We'll tell you any shit you want to hear.
     We deal in illusions, man. None of it is true. But you people sit there, day after day, night after night... all ages, colors, creeds. We're all you know.
     You're beginning to believe the illusions we're spinning here. You're beginning to think the tube is reality and that your own lives are unreal. You do whatever the tube tells you. Dress like the tube, you eat like the tube... raise your children like the tube, you think like the tube. This is mass madness, you maniacs.
     In God's name, you people are the real thing. We are the illusion!
     So turn off your television sets. Turn them off now. Turn them off right now. Turn them off and leave them off. Turn them off right in the middle of the sentence I'm speaking to you now. Turn them off!

Diana Christensen: ... They heard about our Flagstaff bank rip-off film and they want it. Hackett told the FBI to fuck off. But we're getting around the FBI... by doing the show in collaboration with the news division. We're standing on the First Amendment, Freedom of the Press... and the right to protect our sources. Walter thinks we can knock out the misprision of felony charge. Ha, ha. ... They'll hit us with conspiracy and inducement to commit a crime... See, we're paying these nuts from the Ecumenical Liberation Army... $10,000 a week in order to turn in authentic film footage... of their revolutionary activities... and that can constitute inducement to commit a crime. And Walter says we'll all wind up in federal prison. I said, "Walter, let the government sue us. Let the federal government sue us. We'll take them to the Supreme Court. We'll be front page, mm, for months. The New York Times and The Washington Post... will be writing two editorials a week about us. We'll be front page for months. We'll have more press than Watergate!"
All I need is six weeks' federal litigation...

Louise Schumacher: Does she love you, Max?
Max Schumacher: I'm not sure she's capable of any real feelings. She's television generation. She learned life from Bugs Bunny. The only reality she knows comes to her over the TV set.

Frank Hackett: I'm gonna impale the son of a bitch with a sharp stick! I'll hire professional killers. No, I'll do it myself. I'll strangle him with a sash cord!

Arthur Jensen: ... You think you've merely stopped a business deal. That is not the case. The Arabs have taken billions of dollars out of this country... and now they must put it back! It is ebb and flow, tidal gravity, it is ecological balance.
     You are an old man... who thinks in terms of nations and peoples. There are no nations, there are no peoples. There are no Russians. There are no Arabs. There are no Third Worlds. There is no West! There is only one holistic system of systems. One vast and immane... interwoven, interacting, multi-variate... multinational dominion of dollars. Petrol dollars, electro-dollars, multi-dollars. Reichsmarks, rins, rubles, pounds and shekels. It is the international system of currency which determines... the totality of life on this planet. That is the natural order of things today. That is the atomic... and subatomic... and galactic structure of things today. ...

Arthur Jensen: You get up on your little 21-inch screen... and howl about America and democracy. There is no America. There is no democracy. There is only IBM and ITT and AT&T... and Dupont, Dow, Union Carbide, and Exxon. Those are the nations of the world today.
     What do you think the Russians talk about in their councils of state? Karl Marx? They get out their linear programming charts... statistical decision theories, minimax solutions... and compute price-cost probabilities of transactions and investments... just like we do.
     We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies, Mr. Beale. The world is a college of corporations... inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business, Mr. Beale. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. And our children will live, Mr. Beale... to see that... perfect world... in which there's no war or famine... oppression or brutality. One vast and ecumenical holding company... for whom all men will work to serve a common profit... in which all men will hold a share of stock... all necessities provided... all anxieties tranquillized... all boredom amused.
     And I have chosen you, Mr. Beale... to preach this evangel.
Howard Beale: Why me?
Arthur Jensen: Because you're on television, dummy. Sixty million people watch you every night of the week, Monday through Friday.

Howard Beale: ...at the bottom of all our terrified souls... we know that democracy is a dying giant... a sick, sick, dying, decaying, political concept writhing in its final pain.
     I don't mean that the United States is finished as a world power. The States is the richest and most powerful... the most advanced country, light years ahead of any country. I don't mean the communists are gonna take over the world. The communists are deader than we are.
     What is finished... is the idea that this great country is dedicated to the freedom... and flourishing of every individual in it. It's the individual that's finished. It's the single, solitary, human being that's finished. It's every single one of you out there that's finished.
     Because this is no longer... a nation of independent individuals. It's a nation of some 200-odd million... transistorized, deodorized... whiter than white steel-belted bodies, totally unnecessary as human beings... and as replaceable as piston rods.
     Well, the time has come to say... is "dehumanization" such a bad word? Whether it's good or bad, that's what is so. The whole world is becoming humanoid, creatures that look human but aren't. The whole world, not just us. We're just the most advanced country, so we're getting there first. The whole world's people are becoming mass-produced, programmed... numbered insensate things.

Max Schumacher: It's too late, Diana. There's nothing left in you that I can live with.
     ...and if I stay with you, I'll be destroyed. ... Like everything that you and the institution of television touch... is destroyed.
     You're television incarnate, Diana. Indifferent to suffering, insensitive to joy. All of life is reduced to the common rubble of banality. War, murder, death... all the same to you as bottles of beer. And the daily business of life is a corrupt comedy. You even shatter the sensations of time and space... into split seconds and instant replays.
     You're madness, Diana. Virulent madness. And everything you touch dies with you.
     But not me. Not as long as I can feel pleasure and pain... and love.

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The End

A Series of Unfortunate Events 3×7

♪ I beg of you, I beg of you ♪
♪ Stop watching, save yourself ♪
♪ Just look away ♪
♪ Look away ♪

Lemony Snicket: You may have noticed in your life that it is easier to get used to happiness than despair. The 13th time you drink a root beer float, you may enjoy it less than the first time because you have become used to the taste of vanilla ice cream and root beer mixed together. However... the 13th time you discover somebody is following you, your despair is much greater than the first time because you've been on the run for many years and you're exhausted...

Lemony Snicket: All that I do know is that in this story... there are no happy endings, and in that respect... I fear that the Baudelaire orphans and I are in the same boat.

Klaus Baudelaire: Do you think he's...
Violet Baudelaire: I've never seen him look so calm.

Count Olaf: You call this a colony? It's just a bunch of yutzes!
Klaus Baudelaire: You mean yurts. And they're tents.
Count Olaf: I don't know, they seem pretty relaxed to me.

Friday: This is our facilitator, Ishmael.
Ishmael: Oh, call me Ish.

Ishmael: So tell me, how did three children like you come to be shipwrecked with a man like that?
Klaus Baudelaire: It's a long story.
Violet Baudelaire: Extremely long.
Sunny Baudelaire: Three seasons.

Ishmael: We have a motto on this island: "Forget your troubles." Care for a drink?

Ishmael: As for Count Olaf, well, we've placed his cage by the seawall, and tomorrow, when that seawall floods, Count Olaf will drown.
Klaus Baudelaire: Isn't that cruel?
Ishmael: That depends on how you look at it...

Violet Baudelaire: It was just an idea.
Ishmael: Yes, but ideas lead to more ideas, which lead to arguments, which lead to schisms. You remember what got you stranded here to begin with... Don't. Rock. The boat.
Klaus Baudelaire: ... It's an expression which don't do anything that might cause trouble.

Count Olaf: You're not as stupid as you look, though that would be impossible.

Count Olaf: Of course I'm going to die! That's the way of the world, Baudelaires. Everybody runs around with their secrets and their schemes, trying to outwit one another, and then they die.

Lemony Snicket: The difference between your memory of a person and their handwriting is that, unlike words written in ink, most memories fade over time. .... But some memories never fade, and these memories are often of people we've lost. We carry them with us...

Ishmael: As a decent person, I never presume someone's gender, but you're trying to manipulate my decency, so take off that ridiculous disguise!

Count Olaf: You took a plucky schoolboy and made him think that books and poetry and learning would keep him safe. Well, they didn't. Every parent figure I've ever had has either let me down or died. This is The End.

Klaus Baudelaire: You could spread the fungus to the entire world!
Violet Baudelaire: You're making a terrible mistake!
Ishmael: Maybe I am. Being a leader is like being a parent. You try to keep your children safe. You just don't always know what you're doing.
Ω So true and relevant to the moment.

Count Olaf: There's always one thing you can do... You can die.

Count Olaf: Don't you understand, Baudelaires? Don't you understand that so much of life is just waiting for people who have wounded you to finally, finally die?

Kit Snicket: Sometimes... you have to fight fire with fire.
Klaus Baudelaire: When you fight fire with fire, the world goes up in smoke.

Lemony Snicket: Skimming a book is not the same as reading it, for the same reason that fast-forwarding through a piece of televised entertainment is not the same as watching it. But when you skim through a narrative, you get a strange view of the story, full of confusing utterances... out of context revelations... and increasing desperation as you get closer to The End.

Klaus Baudelaire: Maybe it's too late. Maybe this is The End of our story.

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Klaus Baudelaire: That looks bad.
Count Olaf: I've been worse.

Count Olaf: Hello, hello, hello.

Count Olaf: Let me see your eyes... The night has a thousand eyes, and the day but one. Yet the light... of the bright world dies with the dying sun.
Kit Snicket: The mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one. Yet the light of a whole life dies when love is done.

Count Olaf: What's that thing your brother used to say? Man hands on misery to man.
Kit Snicket: It deepens...
Klaus Baudelaire: ...like a coastal shelf.
Count Olaf: Get out as early as you can... And don't have any kids yourself.

Lemony Snicket: As I'm sure you know, "labor" is the term for the process by which a woman gives birth. By no coincidence, it is also a word that means "a very difficult task."

Lemony Snicket: It is likely your eyes were closed when you were born, so that when you left the safe place of your mother's womb, or if you are a seahorse, your father's yolk sac, you did not yet know the people who would shelter you as your life began, when you were even smaller and more delicate and demanding than you are now. Perhaps if we saw what was ahead, and glimpsed the crimes, follies, and misfortunes that would befall us, we would all stay in our mothers' wombs, then there would be nobody in the world but a great number of pregnant, irritated women.

Lemony Snicket: In any case, all of our stories begin in darkness with our eyes closed. And all our stories end that way, too, as we utter our last words... before slipping back into darkness... and silence.

Klaus Baudelaire: Are we ready to do this?
Violet Baudelaire: If we wait until we're ready, we'll be waiting the rest of our lives.

Lemony Snicket: Sometimes a chapter might end, but that doesn't mean that the story is over. And some stories go on, even after the storyteller has stopped telling them.

Lemony Snicket: Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives.

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In Full Flight

Homeland 8×9

Mike: With respect, you'll have to take that up with the White House.
Saul: Oh, you can fucking count on it.

Yevgeny: You don't think Jalal Haqqani shot down that helicopter, do you?
Carrie: No.
Yevgeny: Who then?
Carrie: What if nobody did?

Saul: With respect, sir. Afghanistan is the opposite of simple.

Saul: It's madness.
David: Welcome to my world.
Saul: It's worse than madness. A week ago, we were on the verge of a comprehensive peace deal.
Ω You say.

Jalal: No.
Tasneem: No?
Jalal: You think you control us. But you have that backwards.

Jalal: Spare me your empty threats, and I will spare you an army of martyrs on your streets.

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Yevgeny: Relax... Everything's taken care of.
Carrie: Easy for you to say. You're not the one selling out your own people.
Yevgeny: Nobody's selling out anybody. You're just buying some time, and you're doing it for all the right reasons.

Yevgeny: Fucking helicopters.

Yevgeny: Why would I do that?
Carrie: I don't know. Maybe because you're a good guy after all.
Yevgeny: Am I?
Carrie: You definitely have a good side.

Carrie: I'm not saying I'll betray my country, I won't, but in between the black and white, there is a lot of gray. A lot.

Carrie: Aren't you sick of it? The bad bosses, the even worse leaders, both our countries in the toilet. I don't know, maybe— maybe it is too late, maybe we're too brainwashed by our own sides, but... don't we know better? Couldn't-couldn't we do better?.. What?
Yevgeny: Our own private network, huh? Wouldn't that be nice?
Carrie: Is it so far-fetched? We're halfway there already.

Carrie: Not here. Islamabad first.

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The Gentlemen (2019)

Michael Pearson: If you wish to be the king of the jungle, it's not enough to act like a king. You must be the king. And there can be no doubt. Because doubt causes chaos and one's own demise.

Fletcher: Now, I want you to imagine a character, a dramatic character, like in a book or a play or a film. But not digital, not on a memory stick. Analog. Chemical process. "Keep the grain in the picture," I say. Old-school, 35 mill. Now, I'm seeing this through a lens, I am, and I'm not talking about the small screen. It's not TV, Raymond. As I said, old-school cinema format. It's what we in the business called anamorphic, or ratio 2.35 to 1. And I want you to join me on this cinematic journey, 'cause it is cinema, Ray. It's beautiful, beautiful cinema. Now, roll camera.....

Michael Pearson: So what do you think?
Rosalind Pearson: I'm not sure... He's a fox, and foxes have a predictable nature. Trust this Jew about that Jew. If you let him in the henhouse, you can expect blood and feathers everywhere.

Michael Pearson: The problem with land in this country is there's not much of it... and there's public access even when it's supposed to be private.
And the public have rights: dog walkers... footpaths, right to roam, bimblers, ramblers, badger lovers... and any other busy cunt with enough time on his hands to sniff the green tweed of England... And they have groups, forums, meetings, social media, and they love a good chat and a hiss about anyone who's decided to mow his lawn without a license. And then there's the helicopters, drones, Google Earth, heritage sites, parish councils, and the beat goes on. And that's before you even think about getting power in here.

Michael Pearson: It's good to get a lord, yes, but it's not easy. It takes work, wine, women and disco.

Michael Pearson: Weed. Bush. Skunk-amola. White widow super cheese. It's the new gold rush.

Dry Eye: A gentleman's quote is a gentleman's word. Now, either you or your family are gonna have to pay for that lesson...

Ray: If you're thinking of smoking that in here... don't.
Fletcher: I find that confusing. Do you mean don't smoke or don't think?

Fletcher: Everyone knows that the way to a man's heart is through his wife.

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Dry Eye: You're out of touch. You're forgetting the laws of the jungle, looking down on me. Now, when the silverback's got more silver than back... he best move on... before he gets moved on.

Michael Pearson: There's only one rule in this fucking jungle. When the lion's hungry, he eats.

Michael Pearson: Just marinade on it. In the meantime, fuck off.

Coach: Now, if you're gonna stab, stab, Trigger. Don't, you know, dance.

Coach: Yous are embarrassing yourself here, lads. Kids stab, girls shoot, boys punch. Grown-ups fight with their heads. That's where the real battle is.

Ray: If you lot are unhappy, you should share your thoughts with your friends. Nice friends. Talk it out, find a positive solution. But, no, all you lot choose squalor. Drowning in your liberal white guilt.
Brown: Sorry, what am I guilty of?
Ray: Being a cunt, Brown. Being a cunt. Anyway, I'm not your shrink. I'm just trying to radiate some positive vibes man to man.

Coach: His name is Phuc, but it's spelled with a "Ph," so it sounds like "fu-uck."
Ray: So it's Phu-uc?
Coach: What? Yeah, something like that.

Fletcher: Obviously I've taken precautionary measures. You can do all kinds of horrible things to me if you want. I might even enjoy them...

Ray: You can't unsee it once you've seen it, can you?
Coach: No, you can't unsee it. It's nightmare fuel. That will be with me forever.

Michael Pearson: If you wish to be the king of the jungle, it's not enough to act like a king. You must be the king. And there can be no doubt. Because doubt causes chaos and one's own demise. My queen told me that. Any chance?

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The Tower

The Walking Dead 10×15

Juanita: Yeah, not many rotters left in the city, so I put these up as my decorations. Pain in the ass to put together, but they make the place feel more alive. Although now that I've met actual live people again... Hold on. You guys are real, right?
Yumiko: Is that supposed to be a joke?
Juanita: I dunno. I mean, I never hallucinated before, but there's a first time for everything.

Juanita: Da... Damn. I should be nicer. Talking to possibly real people again is making me freak out. You... I'm just... I'm just gonna shut up.

Juanita: I'm Juanita Sanchez. But I never liked the name Juanita. You can call me Princess.
Eugene: Why "Princess"?
Juanita: Because "Queen" makes me sound old. And pretentious.

Yumiko: No, thank you.
Juanita: Oh, come on. Why not?
Yumiko: Because we don't know you.
Juanita: Of course you do. Princess? I'm great. You'll see. Watch how helpful I can be...

Ezekiel: What could it hurt?
Yumiko: Plenty. Anyone alone for this long ends up selfish, crazy... in her case, definitely both.

Yumiko: Selfish. And crazy.

Judith: I wanna learn what you do, how to keep us safe. In case something happens.
Daryl: ... I walk the perimeter. I look for anything that looks wrong. If I find something, I go somewhere safe, and I radio it in. There's no room for mistakes, not right now.

Beta: We walk. We wait.

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Eugene: Is there a particular method behind this navigational technique, or are you just meandering about?

Eugene: What do you particularly mean by the term "mines"?
Juanita: You know, those things you step on and then they go boom.

Lydia: Well, you can give someone else the rat stew.
Negan: It's not rat. It's possum. I mean, yeah, basically a big rat, but um...

Ezekiel: I have been afraid of many things. But this one's new.

Daryl: A hunter moves, everything else moves around it. Try to spot things that don't belong, things that just don't feel right.

Negan: Look, she was still your mom. You know? And we only get the one.

Judith: ...maybe you'd leave, too.
Daryl: I won't.
Judith: You promise?
Daryl: I can't.
Judith: Why?
Daryl: Because I can't lie to you. I don't know what's gonna happen. And there ain't no one that can tell you that they do.

Daryl: Nothing can take the place of someone you love being gone. But that doesn't mean that everything that follows is gonna break your heart.

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JMM

Better Call Saul 5×7

Kim: And anything that already happened... we're not going back over all that. Let's just focus on from here on out.
Jimmy: Right. Past is past. And moving forward... Uh, if I have the urge to not tell you something, then I've gotta tell you.
Kim: Right. Full disclosure.
Jimmy: And it works both ways?
Kim: Works both ways.
Jimmy: Okay, what if I have the urge to not tell you something, but I tell you, and you don't like what you hear?
Kim: I just want to know what's going on.
Jimmy: Yeah, but...
Kim: Jimmy, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Jimmy: This is a legal arrangement. This way, if I get into trouble, they can't make her testify against me.
Huell: You getting hitched for that?
Jimmy: Yeah. Yeah. That's all this is. You got it?
Huell: She gonna be a McGill or Goodman?
Jimmy: Wexler.

Judge: "Do you, James Morgan McGill, take Kimberly Wexler to... " Hmm. No middle name. "To be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

Jimmy: Who the hell is Jorge De Guzman?
Nacho: Who do you think?

Kevin: Kim, one more thing. This fella... McGill or Goodman, whatever. You could do a whole lot better.

Lalo: JMM. What's that?
Jimmy: Oh, that's my motto. "Justice Matters Most".

Lalo: Quieres ser amigo de el cartel?
Jimmy: I'm sorry. I-I don't, uh...
Lalo: You wanna be a friend of the cartel? Hmm? Time to get yourself a new motto. Just. Make. Money.

Mike: I'm better now.
Stacey: What changed?
Mike: Decided to play the cards I was dealt.

Kim: How'd your day go?
Jimmy: ... I got married.

Kim: What?
Jimmy: I'm having the urge not to tell you something.

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Kim: "Friend of the cartel"?
Jimmy: You know what that means... Means money. Ranch in Montana kind of money, like, uh, private jet kind of money press conferences, TV news, the works...
Kim: But... do you want to be a friend of the cartel?

Jimmy: I just... I didn't want to tell you, so I thought I should tell you.

Lydia: I know it's not exactly my area of expertise, but don't people get killed in prison all the time? I mean, "shanked" and "shivved" and whatnot?

Jimmy: ... It's got a five-car garage.
Kim: What? How's that gonna work? We only get 2 and a half cars each?
Jimmy: Yeah. Garbage.
Kim: So, that was wildflowers dancing in the sun?
Jimmy: They're swaying in the breeze.
Kim: Oh. Okay.

Jimmy: Look, I don't take marching orders from the man behind the curtain. Mm?
Mike: In this case, it's better that you do.

Jimmy: Uh, play to the judge, okay? But don't... don't, like, play to the judge. Don't over do it. Try not to be too cool. I mean, look humble. A little bit scared.
Lalo: No problem.

Lalo: $7 million?
Jimmy: Yes, and I am so, so sorry—
Lalo: I can do that.

Jimmy: Let me tell you something. The job offer... it didn't upset me. It amused me. Whew. Big job at the illustrious HHM. Chance to play at the palace? Lil' ole me?
Howard: I was trying...
Jimmy: You have no idea what's going on. You're a teensy tiny man in a teensy-weensy little bubble!
Howard: Oh, Jimmy...
Jimmy: Ohh, don't you fuckin' "Oh, Jimmy" me! You look down on me?! You pity me?! Walk away. That's right, Howard. You know why I didn't take the job? 'Cause it's too small! I don't care about it! It's nothing to me! It's a bacterium! I travel in worlds you can't even imagine! You can't conceive of what I'm capable of! I'm so far beyond you! I'm like a God in human clothing! Lightning bolts shoot from my fingertips!

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Threnody(s)

Homeland 8×8

President Hayes: What are the odds?.... You must have thought about that already. What are the odds?
Scott Ryan: Candidly, sir, at best 50/50.
President Hayes: .... Fifty-fifty?!
John Zabel: It's not terrible...
President Hayes: The United States versus a dozen punks, yeah, it is. Bin Laden himself was 80 percent!

John Zabel: Sir, I wonder if we're looking at this all wrong. ... I mean, a return to first principles. The United States does not negotiate with terrorists. Period.

John Zabel: Frankly, sir, who is this Max Piotrowski anyway?

John Zabel: A failed rescue can sink a presidency.
President Hayes: Yeah, Jimmy Carter.
John Zabel: Exactly. And as for upside, I'm sorry but... some guy named Max is not the same as Osama Bin Laden.

Carrie: Well, Max would do anything for me. Absolutely anything. Wherever I'd go, he'd... he'd end up there by my side. And .... I took him for granted. I... used him... all these years and... and now he's dead... I'm so sorry, Max. I'm so sorry...

David Wellington: You are pushing us into a war we don't want and can't win.
John Zabel: You know what your problem is, David? You don't believe America can win any war.

Carrie: I can't stay out here forever.
Yevgeny Gromov: Why not?

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