Hamilton (2020)

Aaron Burr: While we're talking ♪ Let me offer you some free advice ♪ Talk less ♪
Alexander Hamilton: What?
Aaron Burr: Smile more ♪ Don't let them know ♪ What you're against or what you're for
Alexander Hamilton: You can't be serious
Aaron Burr: You wanna get ahead?
Alexander Hamilton: Yes
Aaron Burr: Fools who run their mouths off ♪ Wind up dead ♪

George Washington: ... Nathanael Greene and Henry Knox ♪ Wanted to hire you
Alexander Hamilton: Yeah, to be their secretary. I don't think so.
George Washington: Now, why are you upset?
Alexander Hamilton: I'm not.
George Washington: It's all right, you wanna fight ♪ You've got a hunger ♪ I was just like you when I was younger ♪ Head full of fantasies ♪ Of dying like a martyr?
Alexander Hamilton: Yes.
George Washington: Dying is easy, young man ♪ Living is harder
Alexander Hamilton: Why are you telling me this?
George Washington: I'm being honest ♪ I'm working with a third ♪ Of what our congress has promised ♪ We are a powder keg about to explode ♪ I need someone like you to ♪ Lighten the load, so...

George Washington: Let me tell you what I wish I'd known ♪ When I was young and dreamed of glory ♪ You have no control ♪ Who lives? Who dies? ♪ Who tells your story? ♪ I know that we can win ♪ I know that greatness lies in you ♪ But remember, from here on in ♪ History has its eyes ♪ On you

George Washington: You wanna pull yourself together?
Alexander Hamilton: I'm sorry. ♪ These Virginians are birds of a feather.
George Washington: Young man, I'm from Virginia. ♪ So, watch your mouth.
Alexander Hamilton: So we let Congress get held hostage by the South?
George Washington: You need the votes.
Alexander Hamilton: No, we need bold strokes. ♪ We need this plan.
George Washington: No, you need to convince more folks.
Alexander Hamilton: Well, James Madison won't talk to me. ♪ That's a nonstarter.
George Washington: Ah. Winning was easy, young man. ♪ Governing's harder.
Alexander Hamilton: They're being intransigent.
George Washington: You have to find a compromise.
Alexander Hamilton: They don't have a plan. ♪ They just hate mine!
George Washington: Convince them otherwise.
Alexander Hamilton: And what happens if I don't get congressional approval?
George Washington: I imagine they'll call for your removal.
Alexander Hamilton: Sir.
George Washington: Figure it out, Alexander. ♪ That's an order from your commander.

Aaron Burr: No one else was in the room ♪ Where it happened ♪ No one really knows ♪ How the game is played ♪ The art of the trade ♪ How the sausage gets made
- We just assume that it happens
Aaron Burr: But no one else is in the room ♪ Where it happens
- Thomas claims:
Thomas Jefferson: Alexander was on Washington's doorstep ♪ One day, in distress and disarray
- Thomas claims:
Thomas Jefferson: Alexander said: ♪ I have nowhere else to turn ♪ And basically begged me ♪ To join the fray ♪
- Thomas claims:
Thomas Jefferson: I approached Madison and said: ♪ "I know you hate him ♪ But let's hear what he has to say"
- Thomas claims:
Thomas Jefferson: Well, I arranged the meeting ♪ I arranged the menu ♪ The venue, the seating ♪
Aaron Burr: But no one else was in the room ♪ Where it happened ♪ ..... ♪ No one really knows ♪ How the parties get to yes ♪ The pieces that are sacrificed ♪ In every game of chess ♪ We just assume that it happens ♪ But no one else is in the room ♪ Where it happens

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Aaron Burr: Alexander Hamilton ♪ What did they say to you ♪ To get you to sell New York City ♪ Down the river? ♪ Alexander Hamilton ♪ Did Washington ♪ Know about the dinner ♪ Was there presidential pressure ♪ To deliver? ♪ ♪ Alexander Hamilton ♪ Or did you know even then ♪ It doesn't matter ♪ Where you put the US capital? ♪ 'Cause we'll have the banks ♪ We're in the same spot ♪ You got more than you gave
Alexander Hamilton: And I wanted what I got ♪ When you got skin in the game ♪ You stay in the game ♪ But you don't get a win ♪ Unless you play in the game ♪
Aaron Burr: Oh, you get love for it ♪ You get hate for it
Alexander Hamilton: You get nothing if you ♪ Wait for it, wait for it, wait ♪ God help and forgive me ♪ I wanna build something ♪ That's gonna outlive me ♪

Aaron Burr: I've got to be ♪ I wanna be ♪ I've got to be ♪ In the room where it happens ♪ In the room ♪ The room where it happens ♪ That big old room ♪ The art of the compromise ♪ Hold your nose and close your eyes ♪ We want our leaders to save the day ♪ But we don't get a say ♪ In what they trade away ♪ We dream of a brand-new start ♪ But we dream in the dark ♪ For the most part ♪ Dark as a tomb where it happens ♪ I've got to be in the room ♪ Where it happens ♪ I've got to be ♪ In the room where it happens

Alexander Hamilton: What do you need, sir? Sir?
George Washington: I wanna give you a word of warning
Alexander Hamilton: Sir, I don't know what you heard, ♪ but whatever it is, Jefferson started it.
George Washington: Thomas Jefferson resigned this morning
Alexander Hamilton: You're kidding.
George Washington: I need a favor
Alexander Hamilton: Whatever you say, sir ♪ Jefferson will pay for his behavior ♪ Shh, talk less ♪ I'll use the press ♪ I'll write under a pseudonym ♪ You'll see what I can do to him
George Washington: I need you to draft an address
Alexander Hamilton: Yes, he resigned ♪ You can finally speak your mind
George Washington: No, he's stepping down ♪ So he can run for president
Alexander Hamilton: Ha! Good luck defeating you, sir.
George Washington: I'm stepping down ♪ I'm not running for president
Alexander Hamilton: I'm sorry, what?!

George Washington: One last time ♪ Relax, have a drink with me ♪ One last time ♪ Let's take a break tonight ♪ And then we'll teach 'em ♪ How to say goodbye ♪ To say goodbye

George Washington: The people will hear from me ♪ One last time ♪ And if we get this right ♪ We're gonna teach 'em ♪ How to say goodbye ♪ You and I
Alexander Hamilton: Mr. President ♪ They will say you're weak
George Washington: No, they will see we're strong
Alexander Hamilton: Your position is so unique
George Washington: So I'll use it to move them along
Alexander Hamilton: Why do you have to say goodbye?
George Washington: If I say goodbye ♪ The nation learns to move on ♪ It outlives me when I'm gone ♪ Like the scripture says ♪ "Everyone shall sit ♪ Under their own vine and fig tree ♪ And no one shall make them afraid" ♪ They'll be safe in the nation ♪ We've made ♪ I want to sit under my own vine ♪ And fig tree ♪ A moment alone in the shade ♪ At home in this nation we've made ♪ One last time ♪ One last time?

Angelica Schuyler: There are moments ♪ That the words don't reach ♪ There is suffering ♪ Too terrible to name ♪ You hold your child ♪ As tight as you can ♪ And push away the unimaginable ♪ The moments when you're in so deep ♪ It feels easier to just swim down

Alexander Hamilton: Look around, look around, Eliza
Angelica Schuyler: They are trying to do the unimaginable ♪ ♪ There are moments ♪ That the words don't reach ♪ There's a grace too powerful to name ♪ We push away ♪ What we can never understand ♪ We push away the unimaginable

Angelica Schuyler: They are standing in the garden ♪ Alexander by Eliza's side ♪ She takes his hand ♪ It's quiet uptown ♪ Forgiveness ♪ Can you imagine? ♪ Forgiveness ♪ Can you imagine?

Aaron Burr: Let me tell you what I wish I'd known ♪ When I was young and dreamed of glory ♪ You have no control ♪ Who lives? Who dies? ♪ Who tells your story?
President Jefferson: I'll give him this, his financial system is a work of genius. I couldn't undo it if I tried. And I tried.
Aaron Burr: Who lives? Who dies? ♪ Who tells your story?
President Madison: He took our country ♪ from bankruptcy to prosperity. ♪ I hate to admit it, ♪ but he doesn't get enough credit ♪ for all the credit that he gave us.
Aaron Burr: Who lives? Who dies? ♪ Who tells your story?
Angelica Schuyler: Every other founding father's story ♪ Gets told ♪ Every other founding father ♪ Gets to grow old ♪ And when you're gone ♪ Who remembers your name? ♪ Who keeps your flame? ♪ Who tells your story? ♪

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The Dump

Love, Death & Robots 1×9

City Inspector: I gotta go. Another day, another eviction.

Ugly Dave: And the good book says, "A man's home is his castle and whosoevereth trespasses shall be struck down with fire and lightning." And since I ain't got no lightning, I tend just to keep it real simple, like.

Ugly Dave: Yep. The way I see it... you hang around a dump long enough and the world comes to you. Ain't that right, Otto?

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Helping Hand

Love, Death & Robots 1×11

Alex: Anthem to Jockey Mother. You read?
Bill: Jesus, Alex. Thank God. We thought you were dead. What happened?
Alex: I had to make a wee sacrifice to the great nothing. But I'm still breathing.

Bill: Well, thank the fucking Lord. So, you still need a hand?
Alex: Funny you should ask... but I got things under control. Just get a few beers chillin', Bill. I'll be home soon.

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The Outpost (2020)

- At least we have a garden.
- A real Garden of Eden.
Romesha: Gotta be shitting me...
- Look at this place.
- Yeah, the Taliban have a nice fucking view of us, don't they? ... They usually come up that draw, on the back side, take a few fucking shots, and then just, like, get the hell out.
Scusa: Aren't we supposed to be on top of the mountain to win this thing?
Kirk: Don't be logical, Scusa.

- Shit. I love getting fucked in this shit bowl.
- Man, we're not fucked. Maybe this place is like an opportunity, you know?
- Yeah, how do we protect this piece of shit?
Romesha: Better question would be, "Why?"

Gallegos: You can't argue and fight at the same time.
Yunger: What?
Gallegos: You can't argue and fight at the same time. Don't do it again.

- Maybe he should forfeit some pay...
Keating: Pay don't mean nothing to these guys out here. You take away their free time, it's like being in prison.

Keating: So how do we do our jobs and stay safe? We need to keep a good relationship with the locals. Respect keeps us safe.

Keating: You're in command now. Please, try not to invade Pakistan or something.
Romesha: I'll do my best, sir.

Keating: We're gonna win by getting their hearts and minds.
Kirk: Yeah, we want their hearts and minds, and they want our blood and guts, right?

Mace: Hey, what do you think? You think new boss is gonna make us do a fucking patrol every time they take a pot shot at us?
Kirk: Never try to understand officer, Mace. A different breed. They even fuck with the lights on.

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Gallegos: What's that, Ro?
Romesha: Dead Americans.
Gallegos: Goddamn, you're a fucking buzzkill, man.
Romesha: Every time they take a pot shot at us, they're figuring us out. When the big one comes, they'll have us dialed in.

Carter: And how would do it, if you were them?
Romesha: What?
Carter: How would you do it, if you were them?
Romesha: How would I do it?... Well, first I'd knock out our mortar pit. Without that, we're fucked. Then I'd start hammering our stand-to trucks, armored Humvees, especially LRAS 2. That protects our mortars. Take out our ammo depot, so we can't resupply. And then I'd hit our generator, effectively kill our comms. And then I'd start sending fighters on the switchbacks. It'd be a race to get inside the wire before air support.
Carter: Yeah, but even then it's gonna take a few hours. The B1s come all the way from fucking Qatar.
Romesha: Yeah, that's right, Carter. Yeah. I'd get inside our cab, take our ECP, divide us in half. Pretty much then we're fucked.
Gallegos: Goddamn it, Ro. Who the fuck pissed in your Cheerios?
Romesha: Well, sorry, pal. But that's life at Camp Keating.
Carter: Any thought how we stop 'em, Sarge?
Romesha: We don't.

Mohammed: Sir, do you know what the problem is? The British invaded us, and they didn't listen to us. They thought we were stupid. They were crushed down... The Russians invaded us. They thought we were stupid, and they were crushed down... And now you make the same mistake, sir!

Bundermann: The Taliban cannot fucking find out about this. All right? None of this gets talked about in Skype, radio, emails, nothing. Check?.. Because, guys, our mission from now on is what it's always been... To survive.

Carter: I can get to him. Larson, I can fucking get to him. He's right fucking there.
Larson: Dead bodies attract dead bodies, all right? I don't want you trying to win a fucking medal.

Carter: I'm breathing. I'm breathing. I'm-- I'm breathing.

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Refrigerada inestabilidad

Money Heist 1×10

Nairobi: Show them you’re not scared. Look. You have to patiently wait for the right moment. Then you pretend you have it in your sights... and do something that says: "My name is Alison Parker and I’m the fucking boss."

Ángel: Raquel, I won’t let you go in there.
Raquel: I give the orders here, not you!... Ángel. Right now, there’s more work out there than in here. Also, you’re the only person I can trust.

Raquel: Well, gentlemen, ladies. We’re going in...

Berlín: The Professor told me that he has ordered a coffee. It’s decaf. We don’t want you lose any sleep.

Mónica: I don’t know whether I’ll get out of here. If I do, I don’t know if I would be fit to look after this baby, but I’d like to continue with the pregnancy.
Berlín: You will. No matter how tough things get, children always turn out OK. The problem comes when they grow up.

Tokio: Perhaps that’s what desperation gives, the nerve. And an absolute determination to hold on to life like two vicious bitches.

Berlín: What I want is to ask you to celebrate with me... We’ll all die. Cheers to that. Because we’re alive. And because the plan is going smoothly. To life. And to the plan.

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The One with the Prom Video

Friends 2×14

Phoebe: Hang in there. It's gonna happen.
Ross: Now how do you know that?
Phoebe: Because she's your lobster... It's a known fact that lobsters fall in love and mate for life. You know what? You can actually see old lobster couples... walking around their tank, holding claws, like...

Phoebe: You gotta give me a second. I want to get this just right... Ahem. Dude, 11:00, totally hot babe checking you out. That was really good. I think I'm ready for my penis now.

Ross: Would you look at that guy? How long has he been talking to her? It's like, back off, buddy! She's a waitress, not a geisha.

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Whatever Works (2009)

Boris: That's not what I'm saying, you imbecile. God, you completely misrepresent my ideas! Why am I even bothering talking to such idiots?

Ed: Don't jump on us just because we don't understand what you're saying.
Boris: I didn't jump on you. It's not the idea behind Christianity I'm faulting, or Judaism, or any religion. It's the professionals who've made it into a corporate business. There's big money in the God racket. Big money.
Joe: Here we go...

Boris: Hey, the basic teachings of Jesus are quite wonderful. So, by the way, is the original intention of Karl Marx. Okay? Hey, what could be bad? Everybody should share equally. Do unto others. Democracy. Government by the people. All great ideas. These are all great ideas, but they all suffer from one fatal flaw... Which is they're all based on the fallacious notion that people are fundamentally decent. Give them a chance to do right and they'll take it. They're not stupid, selfish, greedy, cowardly, short-sighted worms. They do the best they can.

Boris: All I'm saying is that people make life so much worse than it has to be and, believe me, it's a nightmare without their help.

Joe: You know, they don't know your story. Boris, tell them your story.
Boris: My story is, whatever works. You know, as long as you don't hurt anybody. Any way you can filch a little joy in this cruel, dog-eat-dog, pointless, black chaos. That's my story.

Boris: You just want me to say it again, so they can hear.
- Who?
Boris: Them.
- Who?
- Who's them? You see something out there?
- Where?
Boris: What are you? An imbecile? There's an audience full of people looking at us.
- An audience?
- What's he talking about?
Boris: You feel you're being watched. They paid good money for tickets, hard-earned money, so some moron in Hollywood can buy a bigger swimming pool.

- Okay, you're saying there are human beings out there who bought tickets to watch us.
Boris: Well, mostly they're interested in me, I have to say. Yeah, they're just sitting there. Don't you see them? Some are eating popcorn, some are just staring straight ahead breathing through their mouths like Neanderthals.

Boris: Why would you want to hear my story? Do we know each other? Do we like each other? Let me tell you right off, okay? I'm not a likeable guy. Charm has never been a priority with me. And just so you know, this is not the feel-good movie of the year. So if you're one of those idiots who needs to feel good, go get yourself a foot massage.

Boris: What the hell does it all mean anyhow? Nothing. Zero. Zilch. Nothing comes to anything, and yet there's no shortage of idiots to babble. Not me. I have a vision. I'm discussing you. Your friends, your co-workers, your newspapers, the TV. Everybody's happy to talk, full of misinformation. Morality, science, religion, politics, sports, love. Your portfolio, your children, health. Christ. If I have to eat nine servings of fruits and vegetables a day to live, I don't want to live. I hate goddamn fruits and vegetables. And your omega-3's and the treadmill and the cardiogram and the mammogram and the pelvic sonogram and, oh, my God, the colonoscopy! And with it all, the day still comes when they put you in a box and it's on to the next generation of idiots who'll also tell you all about life and define for you what's appropriate.

Boris: My father committed suicide because the morning newspapers depressed him. And could you blame him? With the horror and corruption and ignorance and poverty and genocide and AIDS and global warming and terrorism and the family-value morons and the gun morons! "The horror," Kurtz said at the end of Heart of Darkness. "The horror." Lucky Kurtz didn't have the Times delivered in the jungle, then he'd see some horror.

Boris: I'm a man with a huge worldview. I'm surrounded by microbes!

Boris: Let's face it, Jessica, okay? Our marriage hasn't been a garden of roses. Botanically speaking, you're more of a Venus flytrap.

Boris: I see everything so clearly now. Everything! I married you for all the wrong reasons.
Jessica: What's that supposed to mean?
Boris: You're brilliant. I wanted someone to talk to. You loved classical music, you loved art, you loved literature. You loved sex! You loved me!
Jessica: Those sound like pretty good reasons to me!
Boris: Yes! Exactly! That's the problem! That's the problem! It was rational, it made sense! I don't know what went wrong. When you examine it, there is so much right about us. On paper we're ideal. But life isn't on paper.

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Boris: Okay, forget blacks. Take Jews... For years they restricted the number of Jews in schools, medical schools. In America, as much as they hated blacks, they hate Jews even more. Blacks they were scared had too big a penis. Jews they hated, even with little penises.

Boris: Happy birthday to you
     Happy birthday to you
     Happy birthday, dear Boris
     Happy birthday to you
     Happy birthday to you
     Happy birthday to you
     Happy birthday, dear Boris
     Happy birthday to you
Melody: Is this your birthday?
Boris: You don't know you have to sing Happy Birthday twice to get the germs off?

Boris: Look, you're a sweet kid. Stupid beyond all comprehension, but you'll never survive here. You got nothing going for you. Zero. Zilch. You know, you may be beauty contest material in the Deep South, but this is the big time. Here, you're a three. A five maybe after you bathe.

Melody: What is this?
Boris: A knish.
Melody: And what's it made of?
Boris: I've been eating these things for years, they're delicious. I don't know what's in them. I don't want to know what's in them. Don't even talk about it!

Melody: Well, here, I'll put something on TV.
Boris: I saw the abyss.
Melody: Don't worry, we'll watch something else.

Melody: So what kind of genius are you, anyway?
Boris: What kind?
Melody: Yeah, what are you genius at?
Boris: Quantum mechanics.
Melody: Yeah, but what field? Like, music?

Ed: Well, at least is she pretty?
Boris: She's won some beauty contests.
Ed: Tall? Short? Blonde? Describe her.
Boris: Well, she's blonde. Nice height. Nice eyes. Didn't quite realize how blue they were that first night. Her face is a little more symmetrical than I had originally conceived. She's not a ten. In a pinch, six.
Ed: Good in bed?
Boris: How would I know? I just want her out.

Boris: You know, it's been proven television eats away the brain.

Boris: Boy, they really don't write them like they used to.
Melody: Oh! That's a cliché.
Boris: Good, Melody. You caught it.
Melody: Well, you always get so mad when I do them.
Boris: Yeah, I shouldn't really. Sometimes a cliché is finally the best way to make one's point.

Melody: Boris, what would you say if I was to say that I was developing a little crush on you?
Boris: I'd say don't.
Melody: Why?
Boris: Because anything deeper, more significant between us, is out of the question.
Melody: Because why?
Boris: Because it's too preposterous to even dignify with an answer.
Melody: It is?
Boris: Every single thing is against it. Our ages, our backgrounds, our brains, our interests. Not to mention, I have no desire to have a relationship with a woman, any woman, nor any urge to make love, nor any desire to be anything but isolated from the world.

Boris: You're a beautiful girl who should be meeting normal healthy men and going out.
Melody: Yeah, but I don't like normal healthy men. I like you.

Melody: You really think I'm beautiful?
Boris: I admit I didn't give you your full due at first, physically. However, as only a great mind can do, I've reassessed my position, and changed my mind.
Melody: So you could never think of marrying me?
Boris: Have you lost your mind? Why on Earth would you even fantasize about such a thing? What could I offer you, but a bad temper, hypochondriasis, morbid fixations, reclusive rages and misanthropy? And what could you offer me?

Boris: Let me teach you something about love. Okay? Naturally, there are exceptions to what I'm going to say, but they're the exception, not the rule. Love, despite what they tell you, does not conquer all. Nor does it even usually last. In the end, the romantic aspirations of our youth are reduced to whatever works. Okay?
Melody: Why do I think your bark is worse than your bite?
Boris: Cliché, Melody.
Melody: Oh, I don't care! If the shoe fits, wear it, and that's another one.

Melody: It's Melody. Melody Saint Anne Celestine.
Perry: What a beautiful name! Mine's Perry Singleton.

Perry: May I walk along with you?
Melody: I don't see why not, you know, since we're all doomed anyway.
Perry: Pardon me?
Melody: Well, you know, everything ends.
Perry: I don't think I follow.
Melody: Well, you know, it's like the cosmos, or eternity. Whichever's bigger. I just know that we're all flying apart.

Melody: I told him your theory about capital punishment.
Boris: What did you say?
Melody: That it should include people that don't pick up after their dogs, people who ride their bikes on the sidewalk, people who call mothers "moms" and... I can't remember them all, you have so many.

Melody: How do I look?
Boris: Subnormal.
Melody: Why? What's wrong?
Boris: That's an awfully aggressive ensemble. You looking to wind up in an abortion clinic?

Boris: In America, they have summer camps for everything. Rich kids, basketball camp, magic camp... Tennis camp. Movie director camp! They should have a concentration camp. Two weeks mandatory for all kids growing up, so they would finally understand what the human race is capable of.
Leo: Brilliant! Except who'd send their kid to a concentration camp?
Boris: A responsible parent who wants their child to grasp reality.

Boris: A smoker. The minute a person dies, he's a smoker or overweight. Hey, I got news for you, thin non-smokers die, too. Okay? Abstinence isn't going to save you.

Joe: Now she's pretty?
Boris: What? I'm just saying she's not atrocious-looking. That's all. I'd say a seven or eight.

Melody: No, the music was fine. Just that guy and his friends! I just...
Boris: What?
Melody: Well, his taste! He just... He likes everything. Life, love, human beings! And the couple that we double-dated with, they were just protons!
Boris: Protons? Do I mean protons?
Melody: Cretins! Cretins, that's what I mean. Yeah, they didn't know the first thing about string theory.

Melody: I did have a few drinks. But can you blame me? Hanging out with those inchworms? I mean, they actually think that love is the answer to everything. I told them about Jethro Paige from back home. He got caught doing it with a sheep. Making love with a sheep. And they were all laughing and everything, but I just looked at them and said, "Folks, as Boris would say, whatever works." What are you looking at?
Boris: Unbelievable. The chance factor in life is mind-boggling. You entered the world by a random event somewhere along the Mississippi. I, having emerged through the conjoining of Sam and Yetta Yellnikoff in the Bronx, decades earlier. And through an astronomical concatenation of circumstances, our paths cross. Two runaways in the vast, black, unspeakably violent and indifferent universe.

Melody: I like music I can dance to.
Boris: I know, I know, but this is brutal. Here, you know what I want you to do? Put this on. Okay? And then when I come out, we'll discuss it.
Melody: All right, I'll try.
Boris: It's Beethoven's Fifth! Think of the music as fate knocking on the door. Maybe a little story will help you appreciate it.
Melody: Fate knocking on the door.....

Marietta: I have to have a drink. I need to sit. I need an anesthetic.
Melody: Okay, okay, have a seat. We don't have any bourbon or nothing.
Marietta: Just bring me the drink with the highest volume of alcohol you have.

Marietta: Why, why, Miss Sweet Pea? Why did you forsake your loving home?
Melody: Because, Mama, you're... You're overbearing. That's it. You're overbearing and you fail to see the big picture.
Marietta: What big picture are you talking about?
Melody: I don't know. All I know is that nothing moves faster than the speed of light, so you may as well relax.

Marietta: Are you on sodium pentothal?
Melody: No.
Marietta: That's what they do, the secular humanists.

Leo: You know, I have to say, even with a textbook right-wing mentality, your mother-in-law has beautifully shaped breasts.
Boris: You know, you're a man of learning, of cultivation of aesthetic sensibility. This is what you take away from the school-prayer hokum and "my country right or wrong"? Her bosom?
Leo: It's not just her bosom. Her behind is also beautifully contoured. .... It's pear-shaped. Degas used to distinguish between an apple-shaped behind and pear-shaped. And I'm a big fruit eater.

Boris: I need to sit for a minute... You know, I'm just doing it for the aerobics, anyway. Otherwise, it's moronic.
Melody: I think it's relaxing.
Boris: Relaxing? What? Are you kidding? It's too nerve-wracking. To mingle with all those sub-mentals on bicycles? It's like driving a car. Those hostile, belligerent morons all get driver's licenses. Of course, to have children, you don't need a license. No proof of anything. You need a license to fish. You need a license to be a barber. You need a license to sell hot dogs. You know, you read about these poor kids, beaten and starved, you wonder, why are these parents allowed to even have them?

Melody: You know, sometimes I think you're so determined not to enjoy anything in life, just out of spite. You know, like a child who's throwing a tantrum, because he can't have his own way.
Boris: Wow! Listen to you! That's a reasonably wise insight for a simple-minded type like yourself. Honestly. Yeah, you surprise and delight me sometimes, you know that? I really don't know what I'd do without you, seriously.

Randy: I dreamt about you last night. I...
Melody: Don't use that line. Because Boris said that he dreamt about me last night. And I really doubt it's mathematically possible for me to be in two dreams at one time.

Melody: Oh, my God.
Randy: What are you thinking?
Melody: Entropy.
Randy: Entropy?
Melody: Yeah, entropy. Boris explained it. It's why you can't get the toothpaste back in the tube.
Randy: You mean, once something happens, it's difficult to put it back the way it was?
Melody: I mean, Boris says love is all about luck. I think so, too, but isn't that just because we're young and we think we're going to live forever and then we grow old and get diabetes, and...
Randy: Maybe.
Melody: Look, I do agree there's not much you can be sure of in this world, but... Have you ever heard of Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle?
Randy: I've heard of it, yeah.
Melody: You know, the observer influences the experiment? It's just like when my mother makes love to one of the guys she's living with a certain way when they're alone, but when she's in front of the other guy, she does it differently.
Randy: Is that Heisenberg? I had no idea he was so sexual.

Melody: Now, Dad, try and remember, you haven't seen Mom in a year.
John: A year is not forever. How much can a person change?
Boris: And with that, they entered the gallery.....

Melody: I can't think of a way to say this well.
Boris: You don't have to say it well.
Melody: I want to.
Boris: I completely understand. I do. This does not run counter to my convictions that love relationships are almost invariably transient.
Melody: I don't really think that's true if they're right.
Boris: Really? You have your own ideas?
Melody: Just a couple. You know, they're not very deep, but... As cruel as life is, I miss participating in the world. And I even miss people, even the inchworms and the cretins, because I don't really think they're bad, I think they're just scared.

Boris: I'm a profound and sensitive soul with an enormous grasp of the human condition.

Boris: Greatness isn't easy to live with, even by someone of normal intelligence.
Melody: You're upset. I don't expect you to understand. How could you?
Boris: Believe me, if I can understand quantum mechanics, I can certainly comprehend the thought process of a sub-mental baton twirler.
Melody: Boris...
Boris: It's okay. I knew this day would come. I really did. The universe is winding down. Why shouldn't we?

Helena: You must have a very dim view of the human race...
Boris: Oh, the human race. They've had to install automatic toilets in public restrooms, because people can't be entrusted to flush a toilet. Come on, flushing a toilet! They can't even flush a toilet!

Melody: What about you, Boris?
Boris: As you would say in the crude fashion of your generation, I totally lucked out. It just shows what meaningless blind chance the universe is. Everybody schemes and dreams to meet the right person, and I jump out a window and land on her. And a psychic yet! I mean, come on, talk about the irrational heart, not to mention I've developed a fondness for grits.
Melody: I have a question, am I a member of my generation?
Randy: Yes. Don't worry. I'll explain it to you.

Boris: I happen to hate New Year's celebrations. Everybody desperate to have fun. Trying to celebrate in some pathetic little way. Celebrate what? A step closer to the grave? That's why I can't say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary measure of grace, whatever works. And don't kid yourself, it's by no means all up to your own human ingenuity. A bigger part of your existence is luck than you'd like to admit. Christ, you know the odds of your father's one sperm from the billions, finding the single egg that made you? Don't think about it, you'll have a panic attack.

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Normal People 1×5

Connell: Don't think I'm brilliant or anything like that.
Marianne: Mm?
Connell: No, I mean it. It's just... no one else does their reading properly. They literally show up to discuss a book that they haven't even read, and then they just bang on about it, like, with complete confidence. And then... people are fools.
Marianne: And that bothers you?
Connell: I suppose it does a little bit. No, that's not even it. It's... What upsets me is it's... is that I... barely know what to say half the time, like... Like outside of this. Outside of work. Like... Like they don't have to go around and pretend, or... be anything other than themselves. You know? And I feel like I'm... walking around trying on a hundred different versions of myself. It's just not working, or...
Marianne: It doesn't seem like that. From the outside, I mean.

Connell: Apparently everybody knew about us, anyway.
Marianne: Everyone knew what?
Connell: That we were seeing each other.
Marianne: I didn't tell anyone, Connell, I swear to God!
Connell: Ah, fuck, I know. That's not what I mean. I mean... My point is is that even if you had told people, it wouldn't have mattered.
Marianne: Were they horrible about it?
Connell: No. Believe it or not, no one even cared. I feel really guilty about all that stuff I said to you about, uh... how bad it would be if people found out. Like, obviously that was just... That was just what was going on in my head, and... There'd be no reason why anybody would care. I just...

Connell: Marianne, I... I really am sorry.
Marianne: I forgive you.

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The Company We Keep

Outlander 5×4

Roger: What can we do? What can we do? Oh, Lord, give me courage.

Jamie: What's this "difficulty" Fergus told me about?
Roger: Wee bit of a misunderstanding on our arrival.
Jamie: And ye cleared it up with our whisky?
Roger: When in Rome, do as the Romans do... When I was a professor at Oxford, I loved telling my students about words and phrases, their origins, their meanings. Do you know where the expression "Dutch courage" comes from?
Jamie: I'm sure ye're about to tell me. What's it got to do wi' Rome?

Roger: Some say it dates back a century ago to when English troops would drink to calm themselves before heading into battle. Others say the English witnessed the incredible courage gin gave the Dutch. A number of times in history, an advance of soldiers were stopped by an exchange of alcohol or goods. Take the First World War, for example. There was a daily rum ration on the western front...
Jamie: Where are Morrison and Scott?

Jamie: And what were you gonna do once the whisky ran out?
Roger: I was hoping you would arrive before that happened, and you did. I avoided confrontation. I kept the peace.
Jamie: Do ye ken the meaning of the word "captain," Professor MacKenzie? Is that one ye can explain to me?

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Jamie: Yer men left because ye betrayed their trust. Those who remain willna have much faith left. They swore to follow us into battle, to risk their lives. As captain, ye must honor their loyalty above all else.
Roger: What good is loyalty if the men are hurt or worse? I was responsible for that too...

Marsali: I prayed every night for God to take him. I let my mind be consumed by thoughts of all the terrible things that could happen to him. He died in prison. I killed him.
Claire: You didn't kill him.
Marsali: You see, thinking, no matter how hard or long, doesna make something come true. Or else I'd be the queen of some castle filled with jewels and fine wines.

Claire: Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ!

Jamie: I made ye a captain without time to prepare ye or teach you what the word meant.
Roger: From the old French capitaine via the Latin...
Jamie: Lead my wife home.
Claire: ... Don't worry. We'll be back with them before you know it.
Roger: It's not that that concerns me. He doesna have any faith in me.
Claire: He just entrusted you with the one thing he loves most.
Roger: Aye.

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Kate: It's very important to keep busy. Less time to think about things.

Kate: Ruby, I think you're more of a minor tone.
Ruby: ???
Lisa: She just means your voice is really powerful. You know... Imagine you're Luke Skywalker and you have to learn to harness The Force.
Ruby: So where do the minors stand?
Kate: At the back.
Lisa: In the front.
Ruby: Erm... middle?

Kate: Are you going to play that thing without any music?
Lisa: Yeah, I just think reading music makes things a bit stilted.
Kate: Oh, not sure Mozart would agree with that.
Lisa: Well, The Beatles didn't read music and I think they did OK.
Kate: Yeah, OK.

Protester: Stop the war, sign the petition. Stop the war, sign the petition. Troops out of Afghanistan. Stop the war, sign the petition. Stop the bloodshed. Troops out of Afghanistan. Can I interest you in a leaflet?
Lisa: We don't have the privilege of being against the war. We're married to it.

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Lisa: Erm... Marilyn? What does your football coach say to you after a defeat?
Marilyn: Easy. It's all about control. A defence-splitting pass, bring it down, knock it to the forwards. Boom.

Kate: Quiet everyone, please. Listen to Lisa, she has something very important to say.
Lisa: What?
Kate: Yeah, come on.
Lisa: Oh, shit. Er... Erm... OK. I dunno. Great music, it doesn't happen when... things are perfect. It happens when you care. I know you all really care. Have you seen Rocky? Well, you know, did he win his first fight? He doesn't. He gets the shit beaten out of him. In public. But does he give up and sit around crying?
Helen: He does in Rocky Ill.

Lisa: I know it feels a bit much right now, going out there and doing that. But, Jesus. If we can survive the last five months... we can survive five minutes out there.

Lisa: Every successful choir... is just a bad choir that didn't give up.

Ruby: Come and see.
Annie: No, thank you. It's like childbirth. Best to be completely oblivious until it's happening.

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Дина Ильинична Рубина — Собака

  “Он прощался всегда намеренно небрежно и не позволял ей провожать себя. Считал – не стоит привлекать внимание Судьбы к этим прощаниям, чтобы, чего доброго, той не пришло в голову поставить под одним из прощаний свой беспощадный росчерк.

&  Судьбы он боялся и никогда не строил планы дальше, чем на завтрашний день, – боялся, что Судьба обозлится на него за легкомысленную самоуверенность. Может, это было единственным, чего он боялся в жизни...

  ...Время от времени он приходил к ней – навсегда.”

Money Heist 1×9

Moscú: You always do the same thing, damn, you’re always doing that.
Tokio: And what’s wrong, I’m not enough for your son?
Moscú: I think you’re too much. Because you live your life like a videogame. Robberies, shooting, lovers. Adventures...
Tokio: Well, yes, I enjoy life.
Moscú: No. You enjoy leaping from one stone onto another in mud pools. And after you leap, the stone sinks in. You leave dead bodies behind on the hard shoulders. That’s what you like.

Mónica: Don't make a mistake. You may be the best out of all the Nazis, but you still are one of them.

Tokio: I’m a toxic woman.
Río: If you’re trying to break up with me, make me go away or something of that sort, don’t you dare.
Tokio: Rio, mate... I’m burnt soil. Worse. I’m a fucking petrol drum and a match.
Río: I love bonfires. And if you’re toxic, I’ll feel dizzy. With a joint, and I’ll enjoy it.

Berlín: Denver, is it you? I ordered you to kill her on Friday. And today is Sunday. Resurrection Sunday! Praise the Lord.

Nairobi: Don’t be a motherfucker, Berlin, this isn’t a film by Tarantino, eh? Put the gun down.

Berlín: You know what weighs more? Life, surely, Denver. Yes, it does.

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Дмитрий Глуховский — Текст (3/3)

<< Середина

&  Смотрел на Москву в прищур и думал: она только кажется домами и дорогами. Все, конечно, делают люди. С кем будешь, такой город и увидишь.

&  Голову в песок.
     Ничего другого придумать нельзя: любой разговор сразу станет допросом, их учат из слов силки и удавки плести, такие, чтобы человек сам в собою же сказанном и запутался, и задохся.

&  Я живой, живые все время опаздывают, мать, а вот мертвые-то как раз никуда не спешат.

&  У телевизора два назначения: глушить и пустоту наполнять.

&  Водку одному нельзя, она ему прободает пленочку между умом и безумием, которое у любого человека в специальном пузыре, как желчь, внутри хранится. Просочится темная желчь и выест ему все нутро.

&  Все магазины продавали разное, но все одинаковое: сюда люди приходили, чтобы себе купить новых себя. Покупали платья, думая, что вместе с ним новое стройное тело получат. Покупали туфли, потому что каждая пара была золушкина. Внутри часов за сто долларов была пружинка, которая самоуважение подзаводила. И все улыбочные магазины продавали счастье.
     Люди на счастье готовы были спускать всю зарплату и еще в кредит его набирать. С тех пор, как счастье в ТЦ в свободную продажу пустили, люди себя перековывать как-то забили.

&  Большое счастье, когда родители есть, знаешь. Когда есть, у кого спросить – я все правильно делаю? Когда кто-то принимает тебя, что бы ты ни натворил. И когда кто-то ругает, если накосячил. Когда можешь себя снова мелким почувствовать на минуту. Так только с родителями можно. Это, оказывается, очень большое дело.

&  Помнишь, я в детстве надевал его фуражку? Впору пришлась. Да что мы понимаем в детстве. А какие-то вещи вообще, наверное, начинаешь понимать только к старости.

  ... Есть люди, от которых что-то остается, а есть люди, от которых не остается ничего.”

Σ profi: «Сильная шутка получилась. Не без огрехов, но - сильная. Настоятельно рекомендую. Вообще, после "Будущего" я для себя как-то осознал, что Глуховский - серьезный автор. Несмотря на.»

Spenser Confidential (2020)

Henry: Back in the day, my old man bought this place for 8,000 bucks. Now it's worth $1,500,000 per floor.
Spenser: Sell it, live the dream. Come to Arizona with me.
Henry: Nah. My dream is to die in my bed, right here.

Spenser: You don't need muscle to knock somebody out.

Spenser: Defense is the best offense sometimes.

Hawk: Man, you get beat up a lot. And I've noticed every single time you get your face pushed in, you come back with just a little bit more information.
Spenser: Would you stop?
Hawk: I'm just saying. I don't think it's a very good tactic.

Letitia: Why are you doing this?
Spenser: 'Cause it's the right thing to do.

Spenser: No, no, no. No, you don't get the cool gun.
Hawk: Aw. Hawk is the name of a motherfucker with a shotgun. Spenser does your taxes.
Spenser: That was good. I'll give you that one.

Spenser: You know what, bad guy? I'm gonna serve some justice today. I'm gonna make a citizen's arrest. You're under arrest.

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&  Готовься к худшему, тогда жизнь не разочарует, такой вот был у матери девиз.

&  Вышел из морга – уперся в дровяную новодельную церквушку... Зашел зачем-то; внутри битком. У входа свечная лавка. Коптят что надо. К батюшке бабская очередь. Кто у главврача утешиться не может – приходит к попу за подстраховкой.
     Последний раз Илья столько крестов у людей на коже синей краской видел. И Христовых ликов. И куполов. Но на зоне все другое значит. А где оно то самое значит, интересно? ...
     Набрал богу. Постоял, послушал у себя в груди. Шли долгие гудки.
     Никто не отвечал. Связи не было. Или, может, у него тоже режим «не беспокоить» включен был.
     Вроде все и правильно сделал, а все равно – в ад. На земле жизнь так организована, чтобы все люди непременно в ад попадали. Особенно в России.

&  Хорошо было дома, уютно, но там склеп был. А тут, снаружи, как-то в жизнь верилось.Завидовал только людям, у которых впереди было неизвестно сколько.
     Взобрался на платформу. Встал рядом с другими, посмотрел на них.
     Из каких-то квартир они вышли, кого-то на прощание чмокнули, кому-то сказали, что вечером увидятся. Квартиры одинаковые, их на всю страну то ли четыре типа есть, то ли семь. Поцелуи тоже наверняка одинаковые. А как же получается, что жизнь у каждого все равно своя?

&  Илья ухмыльнулся: опять вспомнил наколотые иконы у тюремных пауков. Про что бог, спросил себя. Почему, где самый ад, его так любят приплести? Бог про то, как надо, ответил себе сам. Про то, как в детстве рассказывали. Ни у кого в жизни так не получается. Вот и смеются над богом, наверное: помнишь, ты-то как наивно и глупо нам все про свой мир объяснял? ...
     За богом грешники гоняются, мусолят его, с рамсами пристают. Праведному человеку с богом, как с водителем автобуса – не о чем разговаривать. Маршрут ясен: довез – вышел.

&  Вранье все, никто ни за что не платит, и награды никакой нет. Бог всегда обвешивает, а справедливость люди себе придумали, чтобы друг друга до последнего не пережрать.

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The One After the Superbowl: Part 2

Friends 2×13

Ross: How big of a star is Marcel?
Joey: In human terms? I'd say... Cybill Shepherd.

Susie: We've got a problem. I can't do Chris' makeup. She refuses to acknowledge her mustache. It looks like her eyebrow fell down. Unless we convince her to let me bleach it... Jean-Claude Van Damme will be making out with Gabe Kaplan... I hate actors!

Chandler: Do you know me or are you just really good at this game?
Susie: I'm Susie Moss... Fourth grade?.. Glasses?.. I carried a box of animal crackers like a purse?
Chandler: Susie Moss! Right! Yeah! Wow! You look... Great job growing up.

Monica: It's Jean-Claude Van Damme! I didn't know he was in this movie. He is so hot!
Rachel: You think?
Monica: The Muscles from Brussels? Wham-Bam-Van-Damme? Did you see Timecop?
Rachel: No. Was he any good in it?
Monica: Rachel, he totally changed time!
Rachel: Wow. So why don't you go talk to him? Go tell him he's cute. What's the worst that could happen?
Monica: He could hear me.

Susie: Um, how many times do I have to touch you on the arm before you ask me on a date?
Chandler: Well, uh, let's try one more... There you go. Ernie's, 8:00?

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Chandler: Stick a fork in me... I am done!
Phoebe: Uh... Stick a fork what?
Chandler: Like when you're cooking a steak.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't eat meat.
Chandler: How do you know vegetables are done?
Phoebe: Well, you don't. You eat them and you can tell.
Chandler: Okay, then eat me, I'm done!

Chandler: I've met the perfect woman...

Susie: Come on, hurry!
Chandler: Do you want this done quick or done right?

Monica: I gotta admit, I was surprised that you agreed to go on a blind date.
Jean-Claude Van Damme: Normally, I would not do it.
Monica: Yeah? What made you make the exception for me?
Jean-Claude Van Damme: Rachel told me, uh... you were dying to have a threesome with me and, uh, Drew Barrymore. By the way, Drew has some ground rules and...

Phoebe: I think I want to write a song about all this... Ooh, except one of the strings on my guitar is broken. Chandler, can I borrow your G-string?
Chandler: How long you been waiting to say that?
Phoebe: About 20 minutes!

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sova-f:

«Очень необычная по содержанию вещь. Про то, как человек в нашу эпоху подпадает под власть смартфона. Еще сильнее: как телефон может заменить живого человека, практически прожить за него жизнь. Звучит как фантастика - однако невероятное течение событий в изложении автора выглядит совершенно правдоподобным. Кроме этого, мне многое понравилось еще: отличный язык, динамичный сюжет, внимание к деталям, параллельная линия: старый Раскольников на новый лад. Не понравилась некоторая слезливость и истеричность тона. Но в общем книгу стоит прочесть, ибо штучный товар. И необходимый, я считаю, взгляд на нашу эпоху.»

  “Окно показывало смазанные ели, белый шум ноябрьской пурги; телеграфные столбы мельтешили, как поползшие рамки кадра в черно-белом кино. Показывали в окне Россию, ...

&  Москвичи очень спешат жить, вспомнил Илья. А колония безвременью учит.

&  Деньги беречь нет смысла: их все равно время по песчинке из рук вымывает. Да и нет никакого завтрашнего дня, ради которого стоило бы их копить. Жизнь всегда на сегодняшнем обрывается.

&  По трезвости смерть слишком непостижима. Она, как и любовь, только пьяным настоящей кажется.

&  В двадцать лет настоящее слишком настоящее, чтобы будущее проектировать или прошлое мусолить.

&  На воле воздух очень разреженный. Места тут чересчур, плотность населения слишком низкая. На зоне вот по сто пятьдесят человек в бараке, на тюрьме по пятьдесят в хате, нары в три яруса, до чужой судьбы полметра; и у каждого вместо судьбы – открытый перелом; острыми обломками наружу. Нельзя не наткнуться на другого, нельзя не распороть себя об него, не обмазаться в мясных лохмотьях. Лезут друг другу в глаза, в нос своими потрохами вонючими, членом тычут. Некуда друг от друга деваться. Сначала жутко от этого, потом тошно до блевоты, потом привыкаешь, а потом без этого даже и пусто. На воле с чужими людьми в разных квартирах живешь, стенкой от них отделяешься, в метро каждый в своем пузыре едет. Как чай из пакетиков после чифиря – так на воле. Сидишь, кажется – только снаружи все подлинное. Выходишь – фальшак. Жизнь в зоне – морок, а ничего более настоящего нет.

&  Говорят: встает перед глазами. Но это неправда, конечно. Вспыхивает на мгновение. Удержать невозможно. Нельзя разглядеть в подробностях. Нельзя вспомнить, что за минуту до было, что после. Образы-обрывки, пятна на сетчатке, не картины, а ощущения. Где их видишь на самом деле? Где они вообще? И куда тают?

&  Молоденькая. Сколько ей лет? Двадцать и немножко. Верит, интересно, сама в то, что говорит? В двадцать и немножко может верить. Пока люди не искусают, на мир любую красивую теорию примерить можно. Любую сопливую. А потом уже верится только в то, что с тобой до сих пор бывало.

&  Мечтал же вернуться в этот дом, в эти комнаты. Потрогал мебель. ... Открыл шкаф – там машинки коллекционные. Достал, повертел в руках. Масштаб один к сорока трем. А в детстве один к одному был.
     Не заводится сердце, глохнет. Поставил обратно.
     Захотелось с тоски повыть.

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Money Heist 1×8

El Profesor: We'll be the Resistance trapped in this rat hole the same way they were the Puerta del Sol Resistance. And Resistance always has people’s support. And if that doesn’t work... If that doesn’t work, the police will know we have assault weapons, will know we have explosives. No elite unit will be able to tell the difference between hostages and robbers. No Home minister will order the entry, no one.
Nairobi: Why not?
El Profesor: Because there are minors.

Coronel Prieto: Inspector, it was never those people's intention to release Alison Parker nor the eight underage people. It’s a trap... If you allow me, I’ll tell you one thing. When this is over, no one will remember it. It’s... It’s like Spain’s football team. It doesn’t matter how they do at the beginning of the World Championship. If you finally get them a happy ending, you’ll be the country’s hero. If it ends up in a long string of dead people, we’ll be screwed up... all of us.

Helsinki: 37.6. There’s no problem. 40, a problem. 37.6, no problem. Me, in the war, look after many men. Man looks after man. No problem. Everything is fine.

Berlín: Mr Francisco Torres... This gentleman has been printing banknotes for 27 years. And today, today he’s beaten his own record. Because, after 40 hours, he’s printed... Tell us how much money you have printed.
Torres: 311 million euros. ...
Nairobi: 311 million euros! ... Thank you, Mr. Torres, thank you. Thank you, everyone. Mr. Torres, do you know what you are? You are the fucking hostage of the month. Yes, let’s give him the round of applause he deserves. For Mr. Torres!

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Raquel: ...even my mother believes me... Do you think a judge will believe me?
Ángel: I believe you, Raquel. I believe you. I can testify for you.
Raquel: Testify?
Ángel: Yes.
Raquel: What will you testify? You haven’t witnessed anything.
Ángel: What the hell! Aren’t we going to defame Fonollosa? Here, everyone defames everyone.

Río: Despite being the ambassador’s daughter, you’re a bit rebellious, aren’t you?
Alison Parker: Not really, it’s been the second crazy thing I’ve done in my life.
Río: Ah, is it? And which was the first one?
Alison Parker: Taking ballet lessons behind my father’s back.
Río: Blimey, what a crazy thing to do! Watch out, you start by dancing and end up involved in some fishy stuff, say the violin. And later, going to a rave.

Berlín: ...you’re an expert, you may be able to help me to solve a problem I have about sexuality. You see... Actually, I would like to explain my theory to you. May I?... I came up with it because of jokes. Jokes... You know that for a joke to be funny, there has to be some truth... and some pain.
Mercedes: Ah, really? No, I didn’t know. How curious.
Berlín: Yes. It’s that way. Do you know the one about the headache?
Mercedes: No.
Berlín: The husband arrives home. "Darling, I brought you an aspirin." And the wife says: "But I haven’t got a headache." "Then let’s fuck." Have you notice the amount of jokes that portray the male figure always trying to break down the female to obtain sex? And the woman, always obliged, as if she didn’t like it. Do you think that's the truth? Don’t you have the same appetite for sex, miss?
Mercedes: I understand we do. Perhaps, not as frequently, don't you think?
Berlín: It could be...

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Greyhound (2020)

Captain Krause: I will always be looking for you, Evie. No matter where I am. Even if I'm a thousand miles away, I will be hoping I'll see you come around the corner. Because when you do, it's the greatest feeling in the world.

Gray Wolf: Greyhound. Greyhound, Greyhound. This is Gray Wolf. We hunt you and your friends Eagle, Dicky and Harry. We watch your ships sinking into the deep. We hear the screams of your comrades as they die. How many of them will there be before you join them? The Gray Wolf is so very hungry. Your women will learn of your dying...
Captain Krause: Greyhound to all escorts.
Gray Wolf: ...and weep into the long night before...
Captain Krause: Switch TBS traffic to channel Zebra.
Gray Wolf: ...they turn to the arms of their lovers.
Captain Krause: Execute.

Captain Krause: I wouldn't need to take this risk if I'd been smarter yesterday.
Charlie Cole: What you did yesterday got us to today.
Captain Krause: It's not enough, Charlie. Not nearly enough.

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The One After the Superbowl: Part 1

Friends 2×12

Rob Donan: I don't know anything about music, but I think you're really great.
Phoebe: Oh, wow. Ha, ha.
Rob Donan: Anyway, I schedule performers for children's libraries. And I was thinking, have you thought about playing your songs for kids?
Phoebe: Oh, I would love to have kids... hear me play the songs that I will write for them.

Joey: What do you wanna do for dinner?
Chandler: We could stay in and cook for ourselves...

Dean Lipson: I'm afraid I have some bad news. Marcel has passed on.
Ross: Oh, my God. What happened?
Dean Lipson: Well, he got sick, and then he got sicker... and then he got a little better. But then he died.
Ross: I can't believe this!
Dean Lipson: I'm sorry, Mr. Geller. But you know, there's an old saying: "Sometimes monkeys die. " It's not a great saying... but it certainly is fitting today.

Monica: I can't believe Joey's having lunch with his stalker. What is she like?
Chandler: Well, you remember Kathy Bates in Misery?
Monica: Mm-hm.
Chandler: Well, she looks the exact opposite of that.
Monica: And she's not crazy?
Chandler: Oh, no, no. She's a total wack job.

Rob Donan: That was great. The kids loved you.
Phoebe: Yay! I rock!
Rob Donan: And you know why? Because you told the truth. Nobody ever tells kids the truth. You were incredible!
Phoebe: Ha, ha. But?
Rob Donan: How did you know there was a "but"?
Phoebe: I sense these things. It was either "but" or "butter. "

Ross: Oh, my God. The zoo told me that my monkey was dead.
The Zoo Keeper: Pfft. The zoo! You believe everything the zoo tells you?

Rob Donan: Maybe if you just played some regular kiddie songs?
Phoebe: No. What do you want me to be? Like some... stupid, big, like, purple dinosaur?

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Money Heist 1×7

Coronel Prieto: Sleeping does you a lot of good. You’re starting really fast up this morning.
Raquel: Thieves are caught by chasing them, and we’re too passive. ... Let’s tighten the screws on them.

Raquel: Firstly, the ship you were asking for, the Malaika, is at the port awaiting trial, so it still belongs to the ship owner.
El Profesor: That’s no excuse, Inspector. The police can request authorization from the judge to use that ship in the pursuit of an act of crime "as long as, the sentence hasn’t been passed," so you can a ask for permission to use it, especially in this matter of such relevance. Don’t tell me you haven’t done it.
Raquel: I can see you also know about laws...
El Profesor: Well, just an amateur. I enjoy reading judicial sentences. You’d be surprised how fascinating it can be.

Berlín: You don’t smoke?.. Fine, fine. It won’t be me the one to harm your health.

Silvia: Let me go back with the others, please.
Berlín: Calm down! You don’t understand? It’s them who are scared now... it’s them.

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Free Will

Outlander 5×3

Brianna: I feel like Scarlett O'Hara, all the men leaving the plantations.
Roger: You should be honored. Jamie left you in charge of the place.
Brianna: What does that even mean?
Roger: Welcome to my world, where no amount of studying can prepare you for what's to come.
Brianna: Well, I guess that applies to life in any time.
Roger: Oh, there we are. There's that pioneering spirit we're looking for.

Claire: What kind of world is this to bring a baby into?
Jamie: The only world.

Claire: What do we do about him?
Jamie: Take the bairn outside. Dinna come back until I call for ye.
Claire: Jamie...
Jamie: I would do it for a dog, Claire. Could I do less for him?

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Нил Стивенсон — Интерфейс (6/6)

<< Ранее

&  Американцы участвуют в пьяных драках совершенно по той же причине, по какой они в свое время затеяли Гражданскую войну: потому что у них есть ценности, которые они готовы отстаивать всеми доступными способами.

&  Как замечал Сократ, чем больше несправедливость, тем меньше ее замечают.

&  – Я застрял в партии, которую когда-то создали для индивидуалистов, и которая теперь предназначена для того, чтобы их контролировать. Проповедники, мономаньяки и прочие повернутые на контроле психи понятия не имеют, в чем суть Соединенных Штатов. И они победят.

&  За сорок восемь лет службы на благо общество, за сорок восемь лет в Вашингтоне я понял одну штуку: величайшая редкость в жизни – это человек, который говорит правду. Величайшая опасность в жизни – тот, кто постоянно ссылается на «ценности». Если я соберусь записать свое завещание, то вот оно. Никто не имеет право говорить другим, как им жить. Никто не имеет право притеснять других из-за чего угодно – расы, религии, дохода, чего хотите. Вся жизнь – неведомое. Задача правительства – сделать его неведомым в равной степени для всех. Рецепт не слишком глубокий, но по-настоящему эффективный.

&  – Дайте-ка я это запишу. Никогда не начинать с «прежде всего».

&  – Есть некоторые вещи, которыми я не шутить не намерен... Среди них – достоинство и самоуважение. Они принадлежат нам по праву рождения. Кое-кто проматывает их. Если такое случается – их уже не вернуть. Один из способов лишиться достоинства и самоуважения – это нытье, жалобы и попрошайничество... На мой взгляд, не имеет значения, насколько неровно игровое поле. Я все равно буду играть по правилам.

&  Вся система прогнила до основания. Только подонок может участвовать в такой кампании; только ничтожество может в ней выиграть.

  ... – Не хочешь зайти ко мне и помочь распаковаться?”

La cálida Guerra Fría

Money Heist 1×6

Mónica: Listen, Moscow, and what's it like... being...? I mean, being a parent.
Moscú: Being a parent... You see, being a parent means that all of a sudden a pile of problems falls right on your shoulders and also for the rest of your life. In a few words, being worried for the rest of your life. First, it's the baby's colds. That means you'll be in the emergency room every weekend instead of going for a drink.
Mónica: I don't mind, I don't drink.
Moscú: You don’t know what you’re missing, you don't know how good a Pacharán feels when you leave him there sleeping like an angel in his cot. And then there's school. The fear... that all parents feel of... your son being the dummy and the punching bag in his class. I mean, what’s known as "bullying" now. The fact is that in my case... it was my son who did the beating. He was being expelled all the time. I can’t tell how many schools he went to, that... ... Because in the end, all you want is... him to be normal, him not to end up on a corner, smoking joints instead of going to school. But being a parent... is good. It's very...

Ángel: They're not wearing the Dali face masks! It's a fucking suicide.

Tokio: People find a lot of things sexy. Dancing, muscles, fair hair, a French accent... Do you know what I find sexy? Intelligence. Men who speak to you and you can't help admiring them. It doesn't matter whether they are tall, short, ugly, good-looking... It turns me on that they talk to me about things I don't know.
El Profesor: Well, it's a peculiarity, it's registered in dictionaries, it's called sapiophilia.
Tokio: You know everything, don't you?

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Tokio: One thing. How did you come up with the idea of this heist?
El Profesor: It wasn't me who had the idea.
Tokio: And who did?
El Profesor: It wasn't me.

Raquel: How the fuck did they know we were inside? How long did they spend studying all our next steps each second?
El Profesor: If I'm honest with you, half of my life.
Raquel: How long do they expect to be inside there?
El Profesor: Not long, only 9 more days. 10, 11 the longest.

Ángel: Listen, Raquel. Fancy a bite before going home?
Raquel: Between eating and sleeping, I'd choose the former, but...

Mariví: Kido, in the end love is what makes us see life in different way.

Mariví: How are you getting on with the heist, darling?
Not well, not well. not well. There, sitting all day, in a stagnant situation, and...
Mariví: But you sitting, my darling? What you have to do is to chase. You only catch bad people when you chase them.

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Нил Стивенсон — Интерфейс (5/6)

<< Ранее

&  – Идентично! Они все реагируют идентично! На горбуна, стрельбу и порнографию они реагировали по-разному. Но когда они в ярости, их друг от друга не отличить! И поэтому праведный гнев – самая мощная политическая сила из всех!

&  – Американцы, может быть, и необразованы, ленивы, не организованы, но есть одно искусство, которым они владеют лучше всех на свете – смотреть телевизор. Средний восьмилетний американец знает о медиатехнологиях больше, чем студенты, блин, кинематографических факультетов в любой другой стране мира. Американцам можно врать в глаза – и все им будет божья роса. Но попробуй соврать им с камерой в руках, и они тебя распнут.

&  Каким образом эти люди пришли к несуразной мысли, что правительство должно решать за них их собственные проблемы?
     Ответ был прост: так им сказало правительство. А они оказались достаточно тупы, чтобы ему поверить. Когда выяснилось, что это ложь (или по меньшей мере гигантское преувеличение), они разучились решать эти проблемы самостоятельно. Вместо этого они варились в них, пропитываясь чувством оскорбленной праведности, а потом начинали трезвонить среди ночи Элеанор Ричмонд, чтобы выпустить пар.

&  Не было в Америке проблемы, сколь угодно простой поначалу, которую нельзя было бы замылить до состояния полнейшей неясности с помощью талантливого адвоката.

&  – Это просто, просто... вы говорите ужасные вещи.
     – Ужасно жить во времена, когда говорить о злодеяниях хуже, чем совершать их.

&  А для человека несправедливого, но снискавшего себе славу справедливости, жизнь, как утверждают, чудесна. Следовательно, раз видимость, как объясняют мне люди мудрые, пересиливает даже истину и служит главным условием благополучия, мне именно на это и следует обратить все свое внимание: в качестве преддверия, для видимости мне надо начертать вокруг себя живописное изображение добродетели и под этим прикрытием протащить лисицу премудрого Архилоха, ловкую и изворотливую. Но, скажет кто-нибудь, нелегко все время скрывать свою порочность. Да ведь и все великое без труда не дается, ответим мы ему... Чтобы утаиться, мы составим союзы и сообщества; существуют и наставники в искусстве убеждать, от них можно заимствовать судейскую премудрость и умение действовать в народных собраниях: таким образом, мы будем прибегать то к убеждению, то к насилию, так, чтобы всегда брать верх и не подвергаться наказанию.
     Платон, «Государство»

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The One with the Lesbian Wedding

Friends 2×11

Carol: I've got some news. It's about us.
Ross: Oh, you and me?
Carol: Uh, no. Susan and me. The other "us. "
Ross: Okay...
Carol: We're getting married.
Ross: As in, "I now pronounce you wife and wife" married?

Monica: You're really not going?
Ross: I'm really not. They already live together. Why do they need to get married?
Monica: They love each other. They wanna celebrate that love with the people close to them.
Ross: If you wanna call that a reason.

Chandler: I thought you were over this.
Ross: That has nothing to do with it. If she were marrying a guy, you wouldn't expect me to go.
Chandler: If she were marrying a guy, she'd be the worst lesbian ever.

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Chandler: I gotta get to work. I got a big dinosaur bone to inspect.
Ross: No, that's me.
Chandler: Oh, right.

Phoebe: One of my clients died on the massage table today.
Chandler: Oh, my God. That's a little more relaxed than you want them to get.

Phoebe: It's just so strange. You know... she probably woke up this morning and thought... I'll have some breakfast, take a walk, then have my massage. Little did she know God thought, "Okay, but that's it. "

Monica: I planned really well. I planned and planned. I just didn't plan enough time to do it.

Joey: It just seems so futile. You know? All these women, and nothing! I feel like Superman without my powers, you know? I have the cape, and yet I cannot fly.
Chandler: Well, now you understand how I feel every single day. The world is my lesbian wedding.

Chandler: Look, penis, schmenis! Okay? We're all people.

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Нил Стивенсон — Интерфейс (4/6)

<< Ранее

&  Клетки мозга не растут, но зато между ними образуются соединения. Эти соединения постоянно перемещаются и подключаются по-новому – этот процесс обычно называют «обучением». Доктор Радхакришнан невысоко ставил этот термин, поскольку он был нагружен смыслом. Он указывал на то, что новые синапсы возникают в человеческом мозгу,только если его носитель зубрит наизусть строки Шекспира или овладевает искусством интегрирования трансцендентных функций. Разумеется, в действительности большая честь внутренних переподключений в мозгу происходит при просмотре развлекательных программ по телевизору, получении оплеух от родственников, выборе самых дешевых сигарет или постижении премудрости не носить клетчатое с полосатым.

&  Если вы – мать, то люди для вас – открытая книга.

&  – В жопу слова. Для этого есть писатели.

&  – На самом-то деле я ненавижу всего одну вещь – дерьмо. Я ненавижу дерьмо, потому что вырос на ферме и первые тридцать лет жизни провел, кидая его лопатой. Политикой я занялся главным образом потому, что это кабинетная работа, и я, естественно, воображал, что на ней мне не придется больше кидать лопатой дерьмо. Выяснилось, разумеется, что нет ничего более далекого от истины. В итоге я провел всю жизнь по самые ноздри в дерьме, и постепенно узнал о нем все, и возненавидел его еще сильнее, и теперь ненавижу его больше, чем кто угодно на лике земли.

&  – ...причина, по которой куча негров считает, что я ненавижу их, проста: в расовой политике очень много дерьма, даже больше, чем в других аспектах политики, и когда я реагирую на это дерьмо, им кажется, что я реагирую на них. Но это не так. Я реагирую только на дерьмовую политику. Вроде позитивных действий. Это дерьмо. Но гражданские права – вовсе не дерьмо. Я голосовал за них... И все эти разные термины – цветные, негры, черные, афроамериканцы – это тоже дерьмо. Полно желающих придумать для негров новое название, но нет никого, кто хочет по-настоящему им помочь, и это – дерьмо. Истина заключается в том, что все люди заслуживают равного обращения, как говорит чертова Конституция, а все остальное – дерьмо.

&  – Подружка, сейчас я скажу тебе одну по-настоящему важную вещь, так что лучше слушай... То, что я только что сказала, не было оскорблением. Это правда. Просто иногда правда настолько уродлива, что звучит, как оскорбление. И одна из проблем этой страны – не только черных ее жителей, а всех вообще – заключается в том, что современный человек так легко обижается, что уже никто не решается говорить правду вслух.

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El día de la marmota

Money Heist 1×5

Nairobi: Do you like tequila?
El Profesor: It’s 4:03 am. There’s a lesson early in the morning. Plastic explosive. It’d be great if you were rested for the class.

Berlín: Laura. What a beautiful name. Well, you can talk to Laura. Wives are good for moments like these. They’re comforting. Nobody remembers his wife when you’re in front of the disco, high as a kite, but... If you have a problem, an accident or... you’re simply scared... things change.

El Profesor: ... They’ll come in. Maybe during an assault, during an emergency... It could be the Red Cross guy or the pizza guy, but it’s obvious they’ll try to infiltrate someone. And that will be our chance to try and give them a Trojan horse. Do you know what that is?
Denver: I don’t know, but it rhymes easily.
Moscú: No!
El Profesor: The Trojan horse...
Denver: Was pretty hoarse!

El Profesor: The Greeks were at war with the Trojans. One day the Trojans found in front of their city a wooden horse, a huge wooden horse! And, out of vanity, they thought it was a surrender present by the Greeks. So they opened the gates... and they put it inside. But they didn’t know that horse was hollow and full of Greek warriors. That night the Trojans lost the war. And that’s exactly what we are going to do. When they try to get in thinking they’re winning the battle...

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Нил Стивенсон — Интерфейс (3/6)

<< Ранее

&  Пуля в голову – самый экспериментальный из всех видов терапии.

&  – О чем ты думаешь?
     – Как всегда. О власти. О власти и о том, как она работает.

&  – Почему бы тебе не съездить и не проверить самой?
     – Я думала, главное – сохранять объективность.
     – Объективность – это хорошо, это мило, но разве может быть что-то важнее семьи?

&  Разумеется, он был в перчатках, так что в техническом смысле никакого контакта и не было. Но это если подходить к делу строго технически.
     Всякий, кто принадлежал, по крайне мере номинально, к любой из религий, изобретенных тысячелетия назад людьми, разгуливавшими в джутовых мешках и верившими в лежащую на спине у черепахи Землю – попросту говоря, к любой из мировых религий – на регулярной основе сталкивался с маленькими дилеммами, подобными этой. Христиане практиковали ритуальный каннибализм. Каждый раз ... в салоне самолета обнаруживался хотя бы один мусульманин, который извлекал журнал из кармашка на спинке кресла, изучал маршрут на задней обложке, производил триангуляцию по солнцу и пытался вычислить, в каком направлении сейчас Мекка. Когда скорая помощь привезла ... апача-чирикауа с кровоизлиянием в мозг, требующим немедленного вмешательства, у доктора Радхакришнана не нашлось времени, чтобы проверить, дозволяет ли индуизм прикасаться к апачам. Он просто натянул перчатки и принялся за дело. В жизни каждого возникает момент, когда остается только пожать плечами, перестать оглядываться в теологическом смысле через плечо и просто продолжать жить. Возможно, в одной из следующих жизней на более высоком плане бытия доктору Радхакришнану удастся узнать, нарушил ли он какие-нибудь космические правила, прикоснувшись к апачу в Нью-Мексико ... Пока что, как и все прочие, он вынужден был трансформировать невнятные указания своей древней религии в некий довольно либеральный набор правил под названием «этика».

&  – Не знаю, что вам и сказать, – сказал Зельдо. – Они не совсем готовы.
     – Вы когда-нибудь слышали притчу о жене программиста? Она по-прежнему девственница. Ее муж каждую ночь садится на край постели и рассказывает, как волшебно это у них будет.
     Зельдо не рассмеялся.

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