Hagsploitation

Feud 1×6

& Jack Warner: Quick, Biff...
    Bart: Bart.
    Jack Warner: What is it about these hag movies that people love?
    Bart: I don’t know, my-my mom says that they’re kind of degrading.
    Jack Warner: Bingo. Degradation. That’s what it is.

& Jack Warner: You take some movie queen of yore, who was once too beautiful to screw us and you make her suffer. Tearing down your idols. It’s very satisfying for an audience. Don’t you think, Bob?

& Jack Warner: Goddamn it! I created this genre! Hagsploitation! It even has its own word! And you know who came up with that?
    Dennis: The New York Times?
    Jack Warner: No! Me!

& Hedda Hopper: If I am finished, and the sum of my life’s work is tallied, am I satisfied? With reams of gossip?
    Joan Crawford: Oh, how can you say that? Look at all the careers that you have launched. Mine included.
    Hedda Hopper: I didn’t muse on the careers I’d nurtured. I thought about the ones I destroyed. The reds, the queers, the whores, the cheaters and dopeheads. The ones who cursed me, sued me, offed themselves. And I felt... good.

& Hedda Hopper: All right, Joan. But just remember... It’s always better to cooperate.

& Jack Warner: Let me explain something to you, all right? Goldwyn is finished, Mayer is dead, and Selznick is just one pastrami sandwich away from a coronary. But Jack L. Warner still runs Warner Brothers. And incidentally, how many brothers do you see standing in this room?
    Robert Aldrich: You’re the only one, Jack.
    Jack Warner: That’s right. I’m the last goddamn dinosaur.

& Jack Warner: I need a miracle. I need another goddamn Baby Jane.
    Robert Aldrich: And it’s called What Ever Happened to Cousin Charlotte?
    Jack Warner: That’s a great title. I love this title.
    Robert Aldrich: Because it’ll remind people of What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?
    Jack Warner: Mm-hmm.

& Robert Aldrich: I am not working with them again together, never again.
    Jack Warner: You can’t work with them? Wha...
    Robert Aldrich: They hate each other! Besides, they’d never agree to it.
    Jack Warner: Bobby, if you think it’s twilight for us, it is midnight for them. They are gonna do your Charlotte picture. And you know what? They’re gonna do it for less. And you know what else? So are you.

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& Joan Crawford: ...And now she’s doing television? I mean, really, is that a face America wants in its living room at dinnertime? I don’t think so.

& Robert Aldrich: ...But we did some good work together, the three of us!
    Bette Davis: Did we? I’m not so sure.... I’m seen as a joke now. A white-faced ghoul.
    Joan Crawford: I let myself be overshadowed, pushed aside.
    Bette Davis: A grotesque caricature. That’s the way I’m going to be remembered.
    Joan Crawford: I outlasted Garbo, for Christ’s sakes. Now I’m going out as a dowdy matron?.. The answer’s...
    Bette Davis: No.

& Joan Crawford: I have never been lucky.

& Jack Warner: Every studio is struggling to find their own hag horror picture. And we got the two original hags.
    Robert Aldrich: The winning combination.

& Jack Warner: What are you saying? You shopped my picture around to other studios?!
    Robert Aldrich: It’s my picture, Jack. And now, Zanuck’s.
    Jack Warner: You can’t work for Zanuck. We have an agreement.
    Robert Aldrich: No, no, we don’t. But I do have a contract with Zanuck. Oh, and I’m not working for him, we’re partners. I have full autonomy, final cut, and some respect.
    Jack Warner: Respect is cheap. And you tell Zanuck I’ll sue... Fuck you!

& Jack Warner: You fu... give me... give me back my cigar.
    Robert Aldrich: I didn’t come here for your cigars.
    Jack Warner: No, what’d you come here for?
    Robert Aldrich: I came here to get my balls back. You hear ’em clanking?

& & Bette Davis: I want a promise from you.
    Joan Crawford: What?
    Bette Davis: When we go in there, we present a united front. ... The only way we’re going to get what we want is to speak with one voice, preferably mine.

& Robert Aldrich: What’s wrong with it?
    Bette Davis: A couple of guys arguing in a study? We have an illicit love affair, we have a Louisiana plantation to play with, and our introduction to Charlotte is a goddamn oil painting.
    Joan Crawford: I agree with Bette. And I was also wondering, do we really need all these ellipses? «Only Charlotte,» dot, dot, dot. I mean, wouldn’t a comma be more appropriate? Even a semicolon.

& Bette Davis: What I see is... is chopped off hands and bloodied stumps. But where are the good character scenes? Where are the meaty monologues?
    Joan Crawford: Yes, and does the syntax concern anyone else here at the table? I mean, Louisianians speak with a kind of music all their own.

& Bette Davis: Don’t get me wrong. I am not opposed to blood and guts, all right? I mean, Shakespeare, for Christ’s sake, he had a woman eat her sons in a pie, but there is a fine line between art and trash, and that line is plausibility.

& Bette Davis: .... And change the goddamn title!

& Joan Crawford: If you’ve any decency, you’ll agree. There’s enough there to purchase whatever it is you think you have.
    Hal: You mean my personal copy of Velvet Lips?..

& Joan Crawford: Come on, Hal. The film.
    Hal: There is no film, Billie. You said so yourself.

& Mamacita: There are many pleasures still to enjoy. New friends. You are invited to parties all the time...
    Joan Crawford: I can’t show my face without having a picture to discuss. If I’m not working, I might as well be dead.

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High Heat

Elementary 5×19

& Holmes: Here. Have a nightmare.

& Louis Garmendia: Means a lot to have one of our own working this thing for Fred.
    Holmes: Sorry, one of your own?
    Louis Garmendia: NYOOPI members. You and your partner. Feels right keeping it in the family.
    Holmes: Remind me, how long have we been in the family?

& Holmes: What do you think?
    Watson: I think there’s a bus bench with my picture on it in the library.

& Holmes: For $278 in annual fees, anyone can advertise using this, and gain access to NYOOPI’s all-important Web site. So here, have your pick. Disgraced FBI agents, idiots off the street, me. We are all equal in the eyes of this group.
    Watson: You’re being a snob.
    Holmes: Someone has to be.

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& Watson: What are you talking about?
    Holmes: I’m talking, Watson, about Chernobyl... On April 26, 1986, a test of the Chernobyl power plant’s safety system went awry, causing one of its nuclear reactors to explode.
    Watson: I remember. Everyone remembers.

& Holmes: ...like a phoenix rising from the dung heap, a new trade organization has been born to take its place: ESOOPI. The Empire State Order of Private Investigators.

& Watson: Is that...?
    Holmes: The test, yes. I thought you would be honored to be the first ESOOPI member to attempt it.
    Watson: «List three suitable methods for determining the age of a fecal deposit on a...» This is the first question?
    Holmes: Two hours, Watson. Make me proud.

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Максим Фрай — Неуловимый Хабба Хэн

<< Властелин Морморы (Хроники Ехо — 2)

Хроники Ехо — 3

&  – Спать – мое основное занятие. Видеть сны и сниться, а больше я толком ничего и не умею, пожалуй.

&  У кошек все иначе. Когда я говорю, что влюбилась, это значит, я просто счастлива, что такое существо есть на свете. А уж если вдруг оно рядом со мной какое-то время будет находиться – вообще сказка, праздник! И ничего мне от него больше не надо. Пусть что хочет, то и делает. Ну, если по голове меня погладит, я, конечно, от счастья растаю. А нет – так нет, не беда и не повод для грусти. Погляжу на него, послушаю да и пойду по своим делам. Вот это я называю – влюбиться. А ты что подумал?
     – Ерунду я подумал... У меня тоже иногда получается так влюбиться, как ты рассказываешь. Но не всегда. Ох не всегда!

&  Невозможно стесняться человека, который сидит на дереве и болтает ногами, как мальчишка.

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&  – Ага. «Северо-западный проход»... Правила простые... Нужно пройти из одного места в другое каким-нибудь новым, неизвестным тебе путем. Чем больше откроешь со временем новых дорог, тем лучше. ... Суть игры в том и состоит, чтобы найти как можно больше разных способов добраться... Это могут быть очень длинные, путаные и неудобные дороги. А можно случайно найти еще более короткий путь, так бывает. Если, скажем, не по улице, а проходными дворами. Ну, как повезет.
     – А как понять, выиграл ты или проиграл?
     – Очень просто. Если ты пойдешь незнакомой дорогой и не заблудишься, не упрешься в тупик, не застрянешь в запертом дворе, а доберешься до цели, значит, выиграла. А если придется возвращаться назад и начинать все сначала – проиграла. Но, честно говоря, проигрывать – тоже сплошное удовольствие...

&  Иногда все-таки очень трудно быть человеком, особенно если есть с чем сравнивать.

&  Когда люди выбиты из колеи, про них сразу все самое главное понятно.

&  – Скверных рассказчиков не бывает. Изредка встречаются люди, которым не о чем рассказывать, поскольку их память не способна хранить по-настоящему интересные события, без которых, насколько мне известно, не обходится ни одна человеческая жизнь.

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Blood Punch

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«Шибанутое кино, вариация на тему „Дня сурка“, только с кровищей, стрельбой и мочиловом. Три человека — химик-нарковар, придурок с пушкой и девушка с характером „застревают“ на ограниченной территории, .....»

& Milton: Think back on it now... It’s easy to see where all this was heading. It’s easy to see all the warning signs. But uh... You have to understand that at the time... you couldn’t see any of it. Cause at the time all we could see... what we wanted to see... was her.

& Milton: We knew we were headed for trouble. We didn’t know exactly how much and we didn’t know exactly what kind... but we knew it was coming. What we didn’t know... was the answer to the only question that really mattered. The question that I’m here to answer for you. Was... she... worth it?

& Skyler: What’s wrong with him? He’s a psychopathic maniac. I told you that right up front, remember?
    Milton: Yeah, I know you said that, but you never said...
    Skyler: What kind of psychopathic maniac were you expecting, Milton? The cute and cuddly kind?

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& Skyler: Oh fuck me with a chainsaw!

& Milton: Just wait, I wanna... I want it to stay like this.
    Skyler: I know, Milton... but at some point you’re gonna have to wake up.

& Skyler: You need to understand something... You can’t reason with him. You have to kill him.

& Skyler: You said you wanted to follow me straight into hell, right? Well guess what... we’re here.

& Skyler: Maybe the answer to this whole thing, maybe the real way out is just to never leave...

& Skyler: This thing we’re stuck in... maybe it isn’t hell after all. Maybe it’s something else.
    Milton: Like what? Heaven?
    Skyler: As close to it as we’re ever gonna get.
    Russell: Breakfast time, boys and girls, most important meal of the day...
    Milton: We still have Russell to deal with. Every single morning.
    Skyler: Small price to pay for heaven.

& Motel Clerk: And let’s see... smoking or non-smoking?
    Skyler: Take one wild fucking guess.

& Archer: Let’s just say I’ll see you in hell and leave it at that.
    Skyler: Yeah, Archer... maybe I’ll see you in hell... Or maybe... I’ll see you tomorrow.

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The Monster and the Rocket

The Expanse 2×12

& Errinwright: You know, you’re at an age now when time is just gonna... You’re just going to put your head down and... «Whoosh.» And all the old farts like me, we’re all going to be telling you this is how you do it and this is the path you take. We’re all going to be experts on how you should grow up. But there’s only one thing that I need to tell you. And it’s the simplest thing. But it’s the hardest thing to remember... Listen to your heart. No matter what. It’ll always be the right call.

& Holden: When the European tall-ships first arrived on the American continent, the natives couldn’t see them. The sight was so completely outside of their experience, they just couldn’t compute. So they didn’t see.
    Alex: Those natives all got wiped out in the end, didn’t they?

& Alex: If that thing out there really is some sort of human-protocrap hybrid, then... we’re yesterday’s model. Obsolete.

& Draper: So where’s the old lady? I was told...
    Cotyar: It’s Madam Undersecretary to you. Or just Madam.

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& Melissa: People are getting scared. Which means they’ll start getting ugly.

& Korshunov: Why is all new technology first viewed as a weapon? ...
    Errinwright: You give a monkey a stick, inevitably he’ll beat another monkey to death with it.

& Draper: Ah. Military intelligence. Filing reports and hiding behind a desk, huh?
    Cotyar: Forward observer. I spent plenty of time in the dirt. My IQ tested too high to be a marine.
    Draper: And your morals tested low enough to be a spy. That’s good training for politics.

& Holden: Somnambulist, what’s your status?
    Naomi: Status? You’re a son-of-a-bitch! That’s my status.
    Holden: It’s good to hear you, too.

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Hush...Hush, Sweet Charlotte

    Robert Aldrich: What’s this?
    Jack Warner: That’s a gift for my good friend Bob. Fresh, un-mutilated properties. Further tales of old hags...

& New Boy: What if she catches me?
    Gang Leader: Shh! Then you tell her you’re Jewel Mayhew from down the road... and you come a-lookin’ for your poor, little old husband’s head.

& Charlotte: Where you are, I could spit in your eye... with no strain at all.

& Sheriff Standish: She’s not really crazy. She just acts that way... because people seem to expect it of her.

& Charlotte: What do you think I asked you here for? Company? I thought you were gonna help me!

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& Charlotte: Let me see. What-What is it you call your job? Oh, yes. Public relations. Sounds like somethin’ pretty dirty to me.

& Miriam: We don’t have time for regrets now, Drew. And there is a lot to regret.

& Miriam: How could she stand being alone here all these years?
    Dr. Drew: People who oblige to live alone have a habit of creatin’ company for themselves. Innocent fancies can become fixed delusions.

& Charlotte: We could get rid of the body. We could hide it somewhere. Then people would think someone else had done it. That’s the only thing to do...

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Mommy Dearest

Grimm 3×14

«I am going off to a house
and entering it like a snake...
I will devour their babes and
make their hearts ache.»
Myth of the Gello

& Sgt. Wu: Does that taste any good?
    Sgt. Franco: Not really, but my wife’s been mad at me for not eating healthier, so I’m trying.
    Sgt. Wu: Sometimes my cat gets mad at me, and all she needs is a belly rub.
    Sgt. Franco: My wife’s not a cat.
    Sgt. Wu: Doesn’t mean it wouldn’t work.

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& Sgt. Wu: Dana and her husband, Sam, moved here from the Philippines
because I told ’em it was a great city. Beautiful, safe...

& Hank: If this is Wesen related, how are you gonna keep Wu in the loop?
    Nick: ... We lie.
    Juliette: Ah. The basis of any lasting relationship.

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Resident Evil: The Final Chapter

Resident Evil: Retribution <<

& Alice: They say that history is written by the victors. This, then, is the history of the Umbrella Corporation,

& Alice: .... My name is Alice, and this is my story. The end of my story.

& Alice: You’re fast. But you’re not too smart.

& Dr. Isaacs: One way or another, our world is coming to an end. Now, the question is, will we end with it?

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& Dr. Isaacs: I propose that we end the world, but on our terms. An orchestrated apocalypse, one that will cleanse the Earth of its population, but leave its infrastructure and resources intact. It’s been done once before... with great success.
    The chosen few will ride out the storm, not in an Ark, as in the book of Genesis, but in safety, underground. And when it’s over, we will emerge onto a cleansed Earth, one that we can then reboot in our image.

& Dr. Isaacs: You thought you were the original?

& Dr. Isaacs: How touching. The trinity of bitches, united in their hatred.

& Alice: Is that all you got? ’Cause if it is, I’m gonna have to kill you.

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The Recollection Dissipation

The Big Bang Theory 10×20

& Raj: Guys, before this gets ugly, remember, the winner gets Sheldon.

& Howard: What are you wearing, oh, friend who we pretend is normal?

& Sheldon: B.R.B., that’s short for «Be right back.» I’m saving so much time!

& Amy: I didn’t expect that you could work on both projects, but I, I was wrong.
    Sheldon: You know, I felt the same way about the spork. Uh, solids and liquids handled by one utensil? That’ll never work. Spoiler: works.

& Leonard: I got to admit, we didn’t think you’d be able to do two things at once.
    Sheldon: Yeah, I felt the same way about the platypus. You know, bird and mammal in the same creature? No way. And spoiler: way.

& Penny: You know, there was a time I would say «God bless you,» and then you would say «If you must invoke an imaginary deity, how about Thor?» And I would say, «How do you know I didn’t mean Thor?» And then you would say «Touché,» and that there ends the tale of why I no longer say «God bless you.»
    Sheldon: ... Well, we have had some fun, haven’t we?

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& Stuart: Why don’t you think she’s fine? She sounds fine, she looks fine. If I saw her on the street I’d say, «Damn, that girl’s fine!»

& Amy: I don’t want your germs around me.
    Sheldon: What? You hold my hand, you kiss my mouth, but you draw the line at 102 fever? What happened to our love?

& Sheldon: Why am I naked from the waist down?!

& Sheldon: My pants are missing, I don’t remember anything... Penny, this is your youth. What do I do?
    Penny: I don’t know, check your body for tattoos?

& Sheldon: That’s it. ... I’m going to prison. And you know what happens to people like me in prison. I’ll be forced to be some large man’s tutor.

& Howard: I’m just feeling like something’s bothering you.
    Bernadette: Nope, all good.
    Howard: Prove it, make love to me right now on the kitchen floor!

& Howard: I don’t know a lot about women, but I know I upset them.

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Ogygia

Prison Break: Sequel 1×1

& Mike: Freedom has a price. I died seven years ago.

& Mike: The dead talk... if you listen. They’re there with you... reaching out... trying to tell you something. Because not all deaths are the same. Some are real. Some are a story. Question is... do you believe the story?

& Guard: Something really wrong with the world when I’m receiving dozens of letters a week for guys like you.
    T-Bag: Nothing compared to the e-mails.

& T-Bag: Seems fate has deigned to join us at the hip once again, despite our mutual contempt.

& T-Bag: ...I gave the words another look-see. Maybe that’s the answer.
«By your hand you shall know the glories of your Progeny and our world will be made right forevermore.» Hell if I know what that means.

& T-Bag: Oh, I made a copy, Burrows. I knew you’d be the same obstinate son of a beyotch you always been, but I’d hoped you’d seen the light. But you are what you is and you is what you are.

& Sara: He hasn’t just mythologized you. He mythologizes Michael, too. It’s like someone thinking he was born to a god, a god he’s never met... and who isn’t here. And who never will be again.

& Lincoln: I’ll do it. I’ll go to Yemen.

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& Lincoln: You changed your life around...
    C-Note: A man gets tired of living a profligate life. So I took up jihad. Real jihad, not that madness that you see on the news. War within. The spiritual struggle to clean up your act. Finding and serving God.

& C-Note: But Ogygia? I mean, that’s for heavy hitters, political prisoners. In Yemen, it doesn’t come any worse. I mean, do you know what it would take to stage a death?

& C-Note: Michael has never been anyone’s sucker. He’s always been in control. Always.
    Lincoln: You saying he faked his own death?
    C-Note: I’m saying you need to look at all of the possibilities before you walk into a war zone.

& T-Bag: Sometimes a man has to surrender to fate. See what it has in store for him.

& T-Bag: You’ll forgive me if I have a problem lying unconscious before a man with sharp items at his disposal.

& T-Bag: Oh, fate, you mysterious bitch...

& Sucre: Hold on. You’re not saying he gets to go. He’s not any browner than I am!

& C-Note: Greetings from the U.S. prison system, bitches.

& Dr. Whitcombe: I got a single word. That’s it. Just... my benefactors ID’d themselves by a single word. Outis. I looked it up. It’s Greek for «nobody.» That’s who your benefactor is, Mr. Bagwell. Nobody.

& Omar: Inshallah... you will see your brother soon.

& Mikey: What was my father like? My real father.
    Sara: Michael Scofield... was like a storm. He was beautiful and... frightening... and mysterious. And he would show up in your life out of the clear blue sky and then he would disappear just as quickly.
    Mikey: But storms, they can come back. Can’t they?
    Sara: Mm-hmm. Question is, if they come back, is it the same storm, or has something changed?

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Ronin

Colony 2×13

& Kill: I think it’s a numbers station. Old spy trick used a lot in the Cold War. The numbers only make sense to somebody who knows what they’re listening for.
    Katie: So we need a code book?

& 92, 10, 60, 27, 4, 30, 72, 8, 11, 1.

& Snyder: There are... moderate aliens?
    Helena: Yes. And they were overruled.

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& Maggie: Recommit? I’m a seventh level member! I founded this temple.
    — The Greatest Day teaches us that humility is one of the key pillars in a life of service to our Hosts. Perhaps beginning your journey anew could set an example for others who have found themselves lost...

& Snyder: Let’s say I get past my healthy skepticism.

& Snyder: I’m no different than you, Sergeant. Just a loyal soldier, following orders.

& Snyder: We’re all inmates in the same prison. They take what they need, and then we’re disposable.

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Максим Фрай — Властелин Морморы (6/6)

<< Ранее

&  Сам-то я не слишком жалую уличное веселье, но – вот парадокс – твердо знаю, что в городах, где регулярно устраивают праздники, гораздо лучше живется. Всем, даже мизантропам вроде меня.

&  Кажется, сэр Шурф не так уж заблуждался, утверждая, будто качели в саду могут изменить жизнь к лучшему. Очень даже может быть.

&  Я не так уж мало прожил на свете и практически разучился говорить: "не могу", "не знаю", "не понимаю" – повода давненько не было. Но бесконечные новые возможности играть с реальностью все еще кружат мне голову, как любовь и война мальчишке-подростку.

  ... Следовательно, жизнь моя только начинается — в который уже раз.”

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&  Нет ничего менее постоянного, чем мудрость человеческая.

&  Счастье следует строго дозировать, а то захлебнусь, пожалуй.

>> Неуловимый Хабба Хэн (Хроники Ехо — 3) (будет (בהנ"ו))

America First

Homeland 6×12

& Dar Adal: I’ll tell you now as I told you then— establishing trust, getting to know your prisoner is 10 times more effective than torture.

& Saul: What you did took balls. People like a President with balls.
    Elizabeth: Well, I guess it’s better than being called a bitch.

& Elizabeth: Am I that scary? Me? Elizabeth Keane?...
    Saul: You are. You’re a bad dream. A President of the United States who can’t be controlled from within.
Ω Ho-ho-ho.

& Elizabeth: What if I told you... I’m not ready for this, any of it?
    Saul: I’d say, «Good.» You’d be crazy to feel ready.
    Elizabeth: What if the American people made a mistake?
    Saul: They didn’t.
    Elizabeth: Does it matter if I’m not so sure?

& Elizabeth: What was his name?
    Carrie: Peter Quinn.

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& O’Keefe: Today, I don’t even feel worthy of being here. Today, my soul is in crisis. I have failed you, and I have failed myself. 34 days since she became President. ....

& Carrie: I won’t lie to you. There are reforms coming down the pike, but no purges or loyalty oaths or one-way tickets to the gulag. You have my personal assurance on that...

& Saul: The worst happened. ... died. You’re still out there going a million miles an hour. You will hit a wall.

& Elizabeth: An official title— Senior Advisor to the President, and an office in the West Wing.

& Saul: Well. You look like shit.

& Dar Adal: You remember what Graham Greene said, don’t you?.. The secret services... they’re the only real measure of a nation’s political health... the one true expression of its subconscious.
    Saul: God help us all.

& Dar Adal: There’s something off about her— the President, I mean. I know. I’ve said it before. There’s something dogmatic and dangerous, something distinctly un-American.

& Dar Adal: Anyway. Another lesson learned... in a long life of lessons.

& Saul: You got to talk to her, Carrie. Stop this insanity.

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Here There Be Dragons

The Expanse 2×11

& Holden: The protomolecule turned an asteroid into a missile. If we can prevent it from doing something worse, I don’t mind bashing some asshole’s head in.

& Martens: You, your whole generation, you’re soft. You’re spoiled. .... Peace of mind is a luxury that no Martian can afford, especially not a marine.

& Martens: You’re not a soldier anymore! Dismissed.

& Dr. Iturbi: Do you think if Magellan followed protocols, he would have circumnavigated the world?
    Col. Janus: He didn’t make it all the way around. He died trying.
    Dr. Iturbi: He met giants in Patagonia, mate. We’re in uncharted waters. It’s worth the risk.

& Col. Janus: You know what sailors used to say when their ships went past the end of their maps?
    Dr. Iturbi: «Time for a new map»?
    Col. Janus: ... «Here there be dragons.»

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& Alex: All right, darlin’, saddle up. It’s slingshot time.

& Dr. Strickland: Well, let’s play a game... We’re explorers. And on we’re off on a grand adventure. And that way is the unknown. And, yeah, there might be scary stuff, but there might also be magical things like you’ve never imagined. And we may learn the secrets of the universe... Come on, sweetheart. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

& Sgt. Draper: What? Killed. My? Team?!

& Alex: Silent as the night and smooth as silk.

& Chrisjen: This must be my lucky day...

& Amos: How come I’m the one who always gets shot?

& Cotyar: It makes no sense that it’s a trap, which is exactly why it has to be one.

We made the protomolecule do what we wanted. We made it in our own image. And there’s... a lot more where she came from.

& Amos: Alex, I could kiss you on the mouth right now.
    Alex: How come you’re always the one getting shot?

& Naomi: We have to do good where we can, when we can.

& Holden: Suit up. We’re going on a hunt.

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Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

& Maggie: Living with somebody you love can be lonelier than living entirely alone when the one you love doesn’t love you.

& Maggie: You know what I feel like? I feel all the time like a cat on a hot tin roof.
    Brick: Then jump off the roof, Maggie. Jump off it. Now, cats jump off roofs and they land uninjured. Do it. Jump.

& Brick: What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof?
    Maggie: Just staying on it, I guess. Long as she can.

& Brick: Big Daddy... Now what makes him so big? His big heart, his big belly, or his big money?

& Maggie: I’m not living with you. We occupy the same cage, that’s all.

& Big Momma Pollitt: Some single men stop drinking when they get married. Others start.

& Maggie: You can be young without money. But you can’t be old without it.

& Maggie: Where did I fail you? Where did I make my mistake?

& Big Daddy: Ida, what the hell’s the matter with you?
    Maggie: Oh, she’s just so happy, Big Daddy.
    Big Momma: I’m so happy. I just got to cry or something.

& Big Daddy: You better know why you drink, or give up drinking.

& Maggie: On offensive he was useless. On defensive he was a coward. ... Without you, Skipper was nothing. Outside, big, tough, confident. Inside, pure jelly.

& Big Daddy: You and Skipper and millions like you, are living in a kids’ world, playing games, touchdowns, no worries, no responsibilities. Life ain’t no damn football game. Life ain’t just a bunch of high spots. You’re a 30-year-old kid. Soon you’ll be a 50-year-old kid pretending you hearing cheers when there ain’t any. Dreaming and drinking your life away. Heroes in the real world live 24 hours a day, not just two hours in a game.

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& Big Daddy: Mendacity! You won’t... You won’t live with mendacity, but you’re an expert at it. The truth is pain and sweat, paying bills and making love to a woman that you don’t love anymore. The truth is dreams that don’t come true, and nobody prints your name in the paper till you die.

& Gooper: Hey, Doc, instead of a needle, haven’t you maybe got a pill to make the pain disappear?
    Dr. Baugh: Sometimes I wish I had a pill to make people disappear.

& Big Daddy: I hate apologies. Especially for the truth. Whatever you did, don’t apologize for it. Just don’t do it again. If you didn’t do it, start doing it.

& Big Daddy: There’s one thing you can’t buy in a Europe fire sale, or any other market on earth. That’s your life. Can’t buy back your life when it’s finished.

& Brick: Why’d you let Ma buy all this stuff?
Big Daddy: The human animal is a beast that eventually has to die. If he’s got money, he buys and he buys. The reason why he buys everything he can is because of a crazy hope that one of the things he buys will be life everlasting, which it never can be.

& Brick: Why won’t you take it? It’ll kill the pain that’s all.
Big Daddy: It’ll kill the senses, too. When you’ve got pain, at least you know you’re alive.

& Big Momma: Plan. Basis. What I say to your plan is... Maggie, what is it Big Daddy says when he’s disgusted?
    Maggie: He says «bull» when he’s disgusted.
    Big Momma: That’s right. I say «bull,» too, like Big Daddy.
    Mae: Coarse language don’t seem called for to me.
    Big Momma: Bull!

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Victory Lap

Billions 2×7

& Hall: When an op goes sour, we’re taught to go back to its genesis.

& Marco: It’s some kind of Albany machine shit. The kind that’s been going on for 100 years that we got caught in. You’re getting fottuto for something someone’s cousin did to someone else’s boss in a distant part of the state.
    Bruno: «Fottuto» means getting fucked.
    Axelrod: I picked that up in context.

& Dimonda: ... House, Senate, or do you have plans to run for Governor?... What I hear is you’re taking a quick victory lap, and then it’s City Hall, Capitol Building, or Albany.

& Rhoades, Sr.: ...and then I withdrew my membership from the Garden City Golf Club.
    Chuck: Oh, that’s your natural habitat.
    Rhoades, Sr.: Few places a man can be as comfortable. But it was time. They don’t allow women. And I cannot be a member of a restricted club anymore.
    Chuck: Noble.
    Rhoades, Sr.: Anticipatory. Of the future.

& Rhoades, Sr.: You cannot be an effective candidate if your marriage is in the crapper.
    Chuck: That’s not really a thing anymore, Dad. That I’d need a woman standing behind me on the podium, that’s archaic.
    Rhoades, Sr.: Son, you do know why you need her in your life, don’t you?... She is a natural-born killer.

& Rhoades, Sr.: You’re a good candidate. She’d make you unstoppable.

& Joe Scolari: Oh. You want specifics. Details into our process. Inner workings and so forth.
That would be helpful...
    Joe Scolari: Sure. I can share that. The committee chose the location that would bring the greatest benefit to the greatest number of people. That turned out to be Kingsford.

& Wendy: So what was it kept you up?
    Danzig: Russian hackers. They can fuck with us so easily, in ways we can’t even comprehend. A few keystrokes and they can bring an entire airline to a standstill. Thousands of people stranded.
    Wendy: So your fear is, uh, what?

& Wendy: This is all connected. When a situation starts affecting you so much you can’t sleep, you have to take action.

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& Taylor: It is unfortunate... offensive, actually... to even be talking about this, and that people have to live in near-poverty. But in many ways, a town is like a business. And when a business operates beyond its means, when numbers don’t add up, and the people in charge continue on, heedless of that fact, sure that some sugar daddy, usually in the form of the Federal Government, will come along and scoop them up and cover the shortfalls, well, that truly offends me.
    People might say you hurt this town. But in my opinion, the town put the hurt on itself.
    Corrections are in order. There’s a way to make this work, and that way is hard, but necessary. As Taleb says, «Become antifragile, or die.» Once we do this, the town will face that challenge and come out stronger. Or it will cease being. Either result absolutely natural, as in, of nature itself.

& Chuck: Mutton’s an interesting euphemism, isn’t it? Well, nobody ever says «sheep.» But who wants to eat something so adorable, right? So it’s a mutton chop.

& Chuck: The kangaroo industry recently tried that... In fact, there was a country-wide survey to pick a name, and they settled on «Australus.» But not for the same reason as a sheep. No, this was entirely different. Seems the kangaroo has a great deal in common with the rat. Hence, «Australus.» I mean, it’s elegant, don’t you think? And yet, even by any other name, there’s still a slab of giant rat sitting on the plate right in front of you.

& Axelrod: You’re an idealist. But the man that you work for now... he’s not just dirty, he’s worse than that. He’s a hypocrite. And if you know that, and you still let it happen, then I think you know what that makes you.

& Chuck: Well... now I know for certain who I have to thank for my day at the Senate. But unlike Julius Caesar, seems I managed to pull through.

& Chuck: Going ahead, I am committed to complete transparency between us. No more silence or subterfuge. If one of us is angry, or disappointed, we express it.

& Chuck: So, you can either quit right now... or you can stay. Prove your loyalty. And when you do, you will truly have earned that chair.

& Chuck: I’ll have the mutton. What about you, Bryan?
    Bryan: ... I’ll have the same.

& Chuck: The thing is, I’m really not sure that I finished my mission.
    Rhoades, Sr.: Well, who ever does, kid? You can weigh all that from your goddamn nursing home.

& Rhoades, Sr.: First thing we do is we get you anointed.
    Chuck: Ah. The whispered names.
    Rhoades, Sr.: You have to really know them now. One at least... Black Jack Foley.
    Chuck: I haven’t heard that one in quite awhile.
    Rhoades, Sr.: By design. You need some personal time with him so that he can take your measure, and so he’ll bless you.
    Chuck: Things still run through him?
    Rhoades, Sr.: Indeed.

& Rhoades, Sr.: Now... I want you to get his granddaughter a clerkship. Then we wait for the call.

& Chuck: Sadly, I’m like you. Public servant for life.

& Chuck: True objectivity. It’s the ultimate luxury.
    DeGiulio: It’s corrosive, Chuck. I mean, I went to law school to help fix the system, not succumb to it.
    Chuck: Sounds like you’re feeling the holy spirit.
    DeGiulio: For the first time since clerking for RBG. Which is why I’m careful with my own clerks.

& Hall: It wasn’t the Governor who called the shot. Sure, he controls Scolari. But this goes to who controls the Governor, and that’s Jack Foley.
    Axelrod: I know who that is...
    Hall: Old steel and railroad money.... But more than that, an Albany machine man. His family goes all the way back to Tweed... Foley’s war chest got three of the last four Govs elected, along with half the Assembly.

& Boyd: He’s driven by maintaining influence... naturally... and growing his six-generation fortune and staying invisible despite it all. Advisor to kings and princes.

& Boyd: Know this... Everybody’s a Libertarian until it’s their town that’s dying. Then a bailout only seems right.

& Boyd: Just don’t forget... if they hate you enough, they will find legal grounds to fuck you.

& Lara: I can see both sides of this. Those people up there are who we used to be... Did anyone ever help us, or look out for us? ... The way we were brought up, it was always them or us. And it still is.

& Lara: And like you said, Bobby... in the end, everyone else is cannon fodder.

& Axelrod: ...And don’t stop till we get what we’re owed.

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Point Person Knows Best

The Last Man on Earth 3×14

& Phil: Now, am I his literal father? Probably not. But am I spiritually his father? Without a doubt. So to quote the late Sir Paul McCartney, and the even later Michael Jackson, «That boy is mine. That doggone boy is mine.»

& Phil: This is Gary. When I was all alone, this little guy was everything to me. A mother, a father, a brother, a sister. A distant uncle who tells it like it is. And I’ll be honest, a few days away from being a lover. But most of all, he was my best friend.

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& Gail: Carol! There are two men left in this earth. Just two. You’re married to one of them. So my options are pretty limited. It’s Todd or bust. So if, in the future, I decide that I want to get back up on that Todd horse, then I am gonna get back up on that Todd horse and I am gonna freakin’ ride! Do you got that?

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Максим Фрай — Властелин Морморы (5/6)

<< Ранее

&  Ни одна вымышленная реальность не может продолжать существовать, если на нее не обращает внимания никто, кроме собственного создателя. И, напротив, чем больше неравнодушных зрителей, тем сильнее наваждение. Впрочем, все это относится не только к наваждениям.

&  Всякое магическое пространство обладает силой и слабостями своего создателя. Это, собственно, не только магии касается: если вы зайдете в дом, где живет неряха, сразу это поймете...

&  Потом я спросил себя: а в чем, собственно, главная слабость Лаздея? Ответ на поверхности. Как всякий по-настоящему злой человек, он болезненно нуждается в других людях.

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&  И почему как только человек становится совершенством, он тут же напрочь перестает разбираться в людях?!

&  Ох уж эти мне гордецы! Прекрасный человеческий материал, но хлопот с ними не оберешься.

&  – Человек должен спасать себя сам, пока есть хоть мизерный шанс на успех. Впрочем, если нет, все равно.

&  Страх – дитя праздности, пока человек деятелен, ему проще сохранять ясный ум и спокойное сердце. Ну, по крайней мере, с ума от ужаса не сойдет, а вот у бездельника на это все шансы.

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And the Winner Is... (The Oscars of 1963)

Feud 1×5

& Olivia de Havilland: The 1963 Oscars. I have to say that’s when things took such an ugly turn. Not that everything was sunshine and lollipops up until then, but it was the Academy Awards that year when it became the point of no return for both Bette and Joan...

& Olivia de Havilland: Unscrupulous reporters did everything they could to sow hatred between myself and my own sister.
    Reporter: The actress Joan Fontaine is your younger sister...
    Olivia de Havilland: Well, she’s not that much younger, but yes.
    Reporter: So there is no feud between you two?
    Olivia de Havilland: A feud implies continuing hostile conduct between two parties. I can’t remember an instance where I instigated hostile behavior.

& Joan Crawford: Her third Oscar...
    Hedda Hopper: You always did stink at math, Joanie, not a third Oscar. Her tenth nomination, her eighth loss. That’s the way you got to think of it.

& Joan Crawford: I have been in competition with that goddamn woman my entire career. A constant battle. For men, for roles, for magazine covers... And I don’t know why. I was the bigger star. My leading men were more attractive. My pictures made more money. And yet I was always made to feel inferior.

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& Joan Crawford: Don’t forget, Gerry. You’re representing Hollywood. I mean, this broadcast will be seen all over the world. People depend on us to brighten their ordinary lives with a little glamour.

& Geraldine Page: Well... good news. I’m not going to make you put on a tux this year.
    — You’re actually gonna let that high-strung show pony represent you at the Oscars?
    Geraldine Page: Well, she needs it. And besides, Hollywood should be forced to look at what they’ve done to her.

& Mamasita: Move, move, move. Do not speak, just work. That goes for everyone here. Do not address Miss Crawford unless she speaks to you first. And pick up the pace. It is Oscar day.

& Bette Davis: Wait up for me, boys. Tonight I’m bringing you home a baby brother.

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R Is for Romeo

Homeland 6×11

& Quinn: You keep saying you saved my l-life. You killed it. You made this stroke.

& Elizabeth: ... And I’m calling on the media to do their jobs and check their facts.

& Reporter: What about the rumor that your nominee for Secretary of Defense has withdrawn his name?
    Elizabeth: As far as I know, you are starting that rumor yourself right now.
    Reporter: So, you’re not aware.

& Reporter: Are you planning to resign?
    Elizabeth: Who asked that?..... I was elected by the people of this country to be their next president. I will represent them!

& Reporter: Have you heard veterans groups are threatening to boycott your inauguration?

& Saul: Honestly... it’s hard to listen to what’s said in this room, ’cause what I’m not hearing is a plan.

& Saul: That’s what you’ll be doing when the world rolls right over you. ’Cause you’re missing it, all of you. It’s happening right now in front of your faces.
    We have O’Keefe. We have a disinformation campaign designed to discredit the president-elect. And as of today, we have boots on the ground... like the protesters I had to wade through to get here. That seem familiar to any of you? Because it does to me.
    It’s what we did in Nicaragua, Chile, Congo, a dozen other places, all the way back to Iran in the ’50s. And it does not end well for the elected regime.
    You’re fighting for your lives here. Do you get that? You can’t afford to stay silent— and I don’t mean press conferences.

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& Elizabeth: Creating false stories doesn’t make democracy more equal. It harms it deeply.

& Elizabeth: You didn’t just produce the lying video. You faked the hate and the lies that accompanied it.

& O’Keefe: Wow. Just wow. I don’t even know how to respond.
Ω Negan, is it you?

& Elizabeth: For a moment there, I thought I might have changed some minds.
    Saul: You did. Just don’t expect to change his.

& Crowd: Not my president! Not my president! Not my president!

& Carrie: What does it mean?
    Quinn: Local time, where they’re going, the guys who left here this morning.
    Carrie: «B.» What if it’s that?
    Quinn: Bravo time. Syria, Jordan.
    Carrie: What if it’s «R»? Where are they then?
    Quinn: Romeo, East Coast.
    Carrie: East Coast? Where?
    Quinn: Here.

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