• fight club

    Bob had bitch tits.

    People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden.

    If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?

    Strangers with this kind of honesty make me grow a big rubbery one.

    You wake up at SeaTac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

    I am Jack's... complete lack of surprise.

    On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

    I felt like destroying something beautiful.

    I am Jack's wasted life.

    I am Jack's smirking revenge.

    When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep... and you're never really awake.

    With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything's far away. Everything's a copy of a copy of a copy.

    Fight club wasn't about winning or losing. It wasn't about words. The hysterical shouting was in tongues, like at a Pentecostal Church.

    Tyler built himself an army. Why was Tyler Durden building an army? To what purpose? For what greater good? In Tyler we trusted.

    I want you to really listen to me. My eyes are open.

    You met me at a very strange time in my life.


  • Dead Poets Society

    Charlie Dalton: Welton Academy. Hello? Yes, he is. Just a moment. Mr. Nolan, it's for you. It's God. He says we should have girls at Welton....

    Keating: Phone call from God. If it had been collect, that would have been daring!


  • East of Eden

    Abra: Cal, can I ask you something?

    Cal: Yeah, go ahead.

    Abra: These girls you always go around with... you know, there was that little Mexican girl once? What do girls like that like? [Cal shrugs] I mean, you don't really love them, do you? [Cal shakes his head] Then why do you go out with them? Is it because you're bad? [Cal is silent] Well, why do you, then? Are you bad, Cal?

    Cal: Do you think I'm bad?

    Abra: I don't know. I guess I don't know what's good and what's bad. I mean, Aron is so good, and I'm not. Not good enough for Aron, anyway. Sometimes when I'm with Aron... well, Aron likes to talk about our being in love and think about it, and that's all right, but... these girls that you go out with, do they... maybe I don't know what love is, exactly. I know love is good, the way Aron says, but... it's more than that, it's got to be! I shouldn't talk to you this way, Cal, I shouldn't, but I don't know who else to talk to. And sometimes I think I'm really bad. Sometimes I don't know what to think.

    Cal: Well, Aron will knock that of out of you.

    Abra: Will he?

    Cal: He's got to


  • lost in translation

    Charlotte: Yeah? What about marriage, does that get easier?

    Bob: That's hard. We used to have a lot of fun. Lydia would come with me when I made the movies, and we would laugh about it all. Now she doesn't want to leave the kids, and she doesn't need me to be there. The kids miss me, but they're fine. It gets a whole lot more complicated when you have kids.

    Charlotte: It's scary.

    Bob: The most terrifying day of your life is the day the first one is born.

    Charlotte: Nobody ever tells you that.

    Bob: Your life, as you know it... is gone, never to return. But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life.

    Charlotte: [beginning to fall asleep] Hmm, that's nice.

    Bob: Where'd you grow up?

    Charlotte: Um, I grew up in New York, and I moved to Los Angeles when John and I got married. But it's so different there.

    Bob: Yeah, I know.

    Charlotte: John thinks I'm so snotty.

    Bob: [chuckles] You're not hopeless.





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