Blake presents: The thread where the movies speak for themselves.

[Reginald I. Perrin]

Simple as that. A list of great movies, but without a great big windbag like me telling you why he loves them so much, in this case...the movies speak. Why? Just because. Of course, it could be because said great big windbag may just only want to spend 5 minutes on an entry, and because he doesn't want to write reams of text. But, this is a thread where finally, the movies tell you why they are that damn good.

I've got about 100 great ones that I've seen, of all shapes and sizes, and I guess i'll update intermittently. So without further ado....


(Chances are, Spoilers are ahead in this thread. If you don't like spoilers, then avoid. Also, this thread will be heavy on images, naturally.)






12 ANGRY MEN

Directed by Sidney Lumet
Written by Reginald Rose
Starring Henry Fonda (Juror #8), Lee J. Cobb (Juror #3), E.G. Marshall (Juror #4), Martin Balsam (Juror #1), Joseph Sweeney (Juror #9).

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Juror #8: It's very hard to keep personal prejudice out of a thing like this. And no matter where you run into it, prejudice obscures the truth. Well, I don't think any real damage has been done here. Because I don't really know what the truth is. No one ever will, I suppose. Nine of us now seem to feel that the defendant is innocent, but we're just gambling on probabilities. We may be wrong. We may be trying to return a guilty man to the community. No one can really know. But we have a reasonable doubt, and this is a safeguard which has enormous value to our system. No jury can declare a man guilty unless it's SURE. We nine can't understand how you three are still so sure. Maybe you can tell us.

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Juror #8: I think this is what happened: the old man had heard the fight between the boy and his father a few hours earlier. Then, while lying in bed, he heard a body hit the floor in the boy's apartment, and he heard the woman scream from across the street. He got up, he tried to get to the door, heard someone racing down the stairs and *assumed* it was the boy.
Juror #3: Assumed? Brother, I've seen all kinds of dishonesty in my day, but this little display takes the cake. Y'all come in here with your hearts bleedin' all over the floor about slum kids and injustice, you listen to some fairy tales, suddenly you start gettin' through to some of these old ladies... well, you're not getting through to me, I've had enough! WHATS'S THE MATTER WITH YOU GUYS? You all know he's guilty. He's got to burn! You're letting him slip through our fingers.
Juror #8: Slip through our fingers? Are you his executioner?
Juror #3: I'm one of 'em!
Juror #8: Maybe you'd like to pull the switch?
Juror #3: For this kid? You bet I would!
Juror #8: I feel sorry for you...
Juror #3: Don't start with me...
Juror #8: What it must feel like to want to kill someone yourself!
Juror #3: Listen, you shut up!
Juror #8: [baiting him] Ever since we walked into this room, you've been behaving like a self-appointed public avenger!
Juror #3: I'm tellin' you now! Shut up!
Juror #8: You want to see this boy die because you personally want it, not because of the facts!
Juror #3: Shut up!
Juror #8: You're a sadist!
Juror #3: Shut up!
[He lunges wildly at Eight, who holds his ground. Several jurors hold Three back]
Juror #3: Let me go! I'll kill him! I'LL KILL HIM!
Juror #8: You don't *really* mean you'll kill me, do you?

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Juror #3: You're talking about a matter of seconds. Nobody can be that accurate.
Juror #8: Well I think that testimony that can put a boy into the electric chair SHOULD be that accurate.

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Juror #11: I beg pardon...
Juror #10: "I beg pardon?" What are you so polite about?
Juror #11: For the same reason you are not: it's the way I was brought up.

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[Last lines]
Juror #9: Hey, what's your name?
Juror #8: Davis.
Juror #9: Mine's McCardle.
[pause]
Juror #9: Well, so long.

[Reginald I. Perrin]

ABIGAIL'S PARTY

Directed/Written by Mike Leigh
Starring Alison Steadman (Beverly), Tim Stern (Laurence), Janine Duvitski (Ange), Harriet Reynolds (Sue), John Salthouse (Tony)

http://www.dollsoup.co.uk/abigail1a.jpg

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Beverly: Would you like another drink, Sue?
Sue: Er, no, er..
Beverly: Don't worry Sue, I'll get you a little top-up!

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Beverly: Next time you put on your lip-stick could you do something for me. Sit down, look at yourself and say "I've got very beautiful lips." And that way, when you apply your lipstick you'll be applying it to every corner of your mouth. Could you do that for me? Can you say "I've got very beautiful lips?"
Ange: I've got very beautiful lips.
Beverly: Yah! And Ange, you're gonna notice the difference!

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Beverly: Now then Sue, what would you like to drink?

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Lawrence: I find the mini economical, efficient and reliable. And the most suited for my purposes. Of course I change my car every year.

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Sue: I'll have a glass of sherry, please.
Beverly: A glass of sherry? Are you sure?
Sue: Er, yes.
Beverly: Because we've got everything! Whisky, Brandy, Vodka - whatever you like! Would you like a little Gin and Tonic, Sue? 'Cause me and Ange are drinking Gin and Tonic!
Sue: Er, yes please.
Beverly: Ice and lemon?
Sue: Yes.
Beverly: Great!

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http://www.bbc.co.uk/shropshire/stage/2003/12/images/abigails_party_203_02.jpg

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Beverly: This is our DOWNSTAIRS toilet, ok?

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Laurence: [putting the Shakespeare play back on the bookshelf] Our nation's culture. Not something you can actually read of course.

[motorcyclemptiness]

Annie Hall 1977. Woody Allen.

Pam: Sex with you is really a Kafka-esque experience.
Alvy Singer: Oh. Thank you.
Pam: I mean that as a compliment.
Pam: Sorry it took me so long to finish.
Alvy Singer: I think I'm finally starting to get feeling back in my jaw.
Alvy Singer: I think, I think there's too much burden placed on the orgasm, you know, to make up for empty areas in life.
Pam: Who said that?
Alvy Singer: It may have been Leopold and Loeb.

[Mr. Felix]

sorry, can't get any pictures.

Harold and Maude (1971)
directed by Hal Ashby, written by Colin Higgins
starring Bud Cort and Ruth Gordon

Harold: But I love you, Maude!
Maude: That's wonderful, Harold! Now go out and love some more!

(tear)

[Kinbote]

LAST YEAR AT MARIENBAD, Alain Resnais, 1961.


http://www.sensesofcinema.com/images/marienbad.jpg
X: I first saw you in the gardens at Fredericksbad.
A: I don't think it was me. You must be mistaken.

http://www.ufvc.org/2003_2004/10_10_03lastYear/marien.gif


(X wanders through the hotel's corridors cataloging everything he sees)
X: Empty salons. Corridors. Salons. Doors. Doors. Salons. Empty chairs, deep armchairs, thick carpets. Heavy hangings. Stairs, steps. Steps, one after the other. Glass objects, objects still intact, empty glasses. A glass that falls, three, two, one, zero. Glass partition, letters.

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Voiceover, presumably X, possibly addressing A: These whisperings, worse than silence, that you're imprisoning me in. These days, worse than death, that we're living through here side by side, you and I, like coffins laid side by side underground in a frozen garden...

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Man: Actually, it wasn't so extraordinary after all. He had started the whole thing himself, so he knew all the possibilities in advance.
Laughter.
Others: Oh well then... if that's it... That explains everything! ...Still, it's funny that... etc.

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X?: We were near some stone figures on a plinth...a man and a woman in the classical style...whose suspended gestures... seemed to hold some significance. You asked me who they were. I said I didn't know. You began to guess, and I said...it could as well be you and I...

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[Reginald I. Perrin]

X? A? How French!

I think that's out on DVD over here now. I must put it on the queue.

[Kinbote]

Yes, I believe they just did a DVD rerelease. I'll be glad to replace my worn ugly video with its often illegible subtitles. I suppose it's my favorite movie.

[Reginald I. Perrin]

AGUIRRE, THE WRATH OF GOD

Directed by Werner Herzog
Written by Werner Herzog
Starring Klaus Kinski (Don Lope De Aguirre), Helena Rojo (Inez), Del Negro (Brother Caspar de Carvajal), Rey Guerra (Don Pedro de Ursua), Peter Berling (Don Fernando de Guzman)

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Don Lope De Aguirre: We will stage history the way others stage plays.

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Okello: That is no arrow.

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Don Lope de Aguirre: That man is a head taller than me. That may change.

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Don Lope de Aguirre: If I, Aguirre, want the birds to drop dead from the trees, the birds will drop dead from the trees. . . . I am the wrath of God! . . . The earth I walk upon sees me and quakes!

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Werner Herzog: The stories that I held a gun to Kinski's head are greatly exaggerated. He had announced he was going to walk off the set and go home, right in the middle of the jungle after months of filming... So I came up to him, yes, with a rifle in my hand, and I said 'Klaus, I have 8 bullets in this rifle. By the time your canoe gets 100 meters, 7 bullets will be in your head and one will be in mine.

[Barbara]

12 Angry Men, great one Blake... I saw that when I was really young because my mom wanted me to watch it with her, I thought it was gonna be SO BORING but I really, really liked it.

I don't have wide enough tastes/haven't seen enough movies to contribute to the thread though :cry:

[Mary Alice]

we read the play in high school English. Too cool.

[Mary Alice]

someone do Ikiru...I'm too tired

[Mr. Felix]

um.... Royale wit cheese?

[Kinbote]

Blake, I just saw this Aguirre of yours. It was very good. The only thing I disliked about it were several moments where it seemed to nudge me and request that I see something as metaphor. I did my best to ignore them. Klaus Kinski was neat.

[Reginald I. Perrin]

Originally posted by UncleLester
Blake, I just saw this Aguirre of yours. It was very good. The only thing I disliked about it were several moments where it seemed to nudge me and request that I see something as metaphor. I did my best to ignore them. Klaus Kinski was neat.

I understand what you mean there - I reckon it's always an odd first viewing with Aguirre in some way...is it your first Herzog flick? The first time I saw a Herzog flick (Aguirre)...it was odd, but enticing in every way. I think I've seen it about 5 times since then, and it gets better every time.

[Reginald I. Perrin]

This thread is absolutely not above comedy.

AIRPLANE!

Written/Directed by Jim Abrahams, Jerry & David Zucker.
Starring Robert Hays (Ted Striker), Julie Hagerty (Elaine Dickinson), Lloyd Bridges (Steven McCrosky), Leslie Nielsen (Dr. Rumack), Peter Graves (Capt. Clarence Oveur)

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Steve McCroskey: This fog is getting thicker.
Johnny: And Leon is getting laaaaarrrrrger!

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Ted Striker: It's Lieutenant Hurwitz. Severe shell-shock. Thinks he's Ethel Merman.
Lieutenant Hurwitz: [singing] You'll be swell, you'll be great. Gonna have the whole world on a plate. Startin' here, startin' now. Honey, everything's comin' up roses...
Ted Striker: War is hell.

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Captain Oveur: Joey, have you ever been to a Turkish prison?

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[Randy is crying]
Rumack: Randy, are you all right?
Randy: Oh, Dr. Rumack, I'm scared. I've never been so scared. And besides, I'm 26 and I'm not married.
Rumack: We're going to make it, you've got to believe that.
[a woman passenger comes in]
Mrs. Hammen: Dr. Rumack, do you have any idea when we'll be landing?
Rumack: Pretty soon, how are you bearing up?
Mrs. Hammen: Well, to be honest, I've never been so scared. At least I have a husband.
[Randy cries harder]

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Mrs. Geline: I haven't felt this bad since I saw that Ronald Regan movie.

[Kinbote]

Originally posted by Reginald I. Perrin
I understand what you mean there - I reckon it's always an odd first viewing with Aguirre in some way...is it your first Herzog flick? The first time I saw a Herzog flick (Aguirre)...it was odd, but enticing in every way. I think I've seen it about 5 times since then, and it gets better every time.

It was indeed my first Herzog; I'd like to see more of his now. I also plan on watching Aguirre again before I return it. The whole thing really was nicely done.

Incidentally, I just noticed the disgusting grammatical error in my previous Aguirre post. Disgusting!

[Mr. Felix]

Blake, I;m ashamed of you! LEaving out the most important quote from airplane!

"Surely you can't be serious?!"
"OF course I'm serious! And don't call me Shirley!"

[vordabois]

APOCALYPSE NOW (Oh Lord, this whole movie is a huge statement about the madness of man, but this scene is such a great depiction of the inanity of our presence in Vietnam.)

KILGORE: "What's your name sailor?"

LANCE: "Gunner's mate 3rd class L. Johnson, sir."

KILGORE: "Lance Johnson the surfer?"

LANCE: "Yes, sir."

KILGORE: "It's an honor to meet you Lance. I've admired your noseriding for years. I like your cutback too. I think you have the best cutback there is."

LANCE: "Thank you, sir."

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/ensemblerealfirst.jpg

(later)

WILLARD : "Sir, two places we can get into the river. Here and here. It's pretty wide delta but these are the only two spots I'm really sure of."

KILGORE: "Mike, do you know anything about that point at Vin Drin Dop?"

MIKE: "That's a fantastic peak."

KILGORE: "Well why the hell didn't you tell me that before? There aren't any good peaks in this whole, shitty country. It's all goddamn beach break."

MIKE: "It's really hairy in there,sir. That's where we lost McDonnel -- they shot the hell out of us. That's Charlie's point."

WILLARD : "Sir, we can go there tomorrow at dawn. There's always a good off-shore breeze in the morning."

CHIEF: "We may not be able to get the boat in. The river may be too shallow."

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KILGORE: "We'll pick your boat up and put it down like a baby, right where you want it. This is First of the Ninth, Air Cav, son -- airmobile. I can take that point and hold it as long as I like -- and you can get anywhere you want up that river that suits you, young captain. Hell, a six foot peak!"

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KILGORE: "What'dya think?"

LANCE: "Well, it's really exciting."

KILGORE: "No, no. The waves!... Look, breaks both ways, watch, watch. Six feet..."

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KILGORE: "Come here. Come here! Change!"

SOLDIER: "Mean right now, sir ?"

KILGORE: "I wanna see how ridable that stuff is. Go change!"

SOLDIER: "It's still pretty hairy out there sir."

KILGORE: "You wanna surf soldier?"

SOLDIER: "Yes, sir."

KILGORE: "That's good, son. 'Cause you either surf or fight. That clear? Now get going. I cover for you. And bring a board for Lance.

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/surfin.jpg

Lance, I bet you can't wait to get out there. See, you can break both ways. One guy can break right, one left simultaneous. What do you think of that?"

LANCE: "I think we oughta wait for the tide to come up."

[vordabois]

(And it'd be damn near criminal to leave this one out... :-p Kilgore's famous speech...)


http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/Napalmdrop.jpg


"You smell that? Do you smell that?

Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that..."

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"I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time, we had a hill bombed for twelve hours. When it was all over I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' dink body.

The smell... you know, that gasoline smell... the whole hill....."

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/Thatsmell.jpg

"It smelled like.....

victory."

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/victory.jpg





"Someday, this war is gonna end............."

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http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/gonnaend.jpg






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[Kinbote]

LOVE AND DEATH, Woody Allen, 1975.

http://torp.priv.no/woody/images/lad-woody-diane.gif

SONJA: He kissed me.
BORIS: Any place I should know about?
SONJA: He warmed the cockles of my heart.
BORIS: That's just great. Nothing like hot cockles.

BORIS: Wheat...lots of wheat...fields of wheat...a tremendous amount of wheat...


BORIS: What would Socrates say? All those Greeks were homosexuals. Boy, they must have had some wild parties. I bet they all took a house together in Crete for the summer. All men are mortal. Socrates was mortal. Therefore, all men are Socrates. Which means all men are homosexuals. (Pause) Um, I'm not a homosexual.


http://www.smh.com.au/ffxImage/urlpicture_id_1064988393464_2003/10/03/ent_woodyallen0410.jpg

COUNTESS ALEXANDROVA: You are the greatest lover I've ever had.
BORIS: Well, I practice a lot when I'm alone.


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[Mark E. De Sade]

Originally posted by Reginald I. Perrin
This thread is absolutely not above comedy. "Captain, maybe we oughta turn on the searchlights now."
"No... that's just what they'll be expecting us to do."

[vordabois]

DOWNFALL

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/Hitler-weakpeople.jpg

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/DownfallSecretary.jpg



http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/GoebbelsFamilysingingtothedeadanddy.jpg



http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/HitlerCrying.jpg

[Mr. Felix]

bitchin'.

[Mr. Felix]

more Harold and Maude:

Harold: Do you enjoy knives?!

[Dressed for the H-Bomb]

Originally posted by vordabois
DOWNFALL

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/Hitler-weakpeople.jpg

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/DownfallSecretary.jpg



http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/GoebbelsFamilysingingtothedeadanddy.jpg



http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/HitlerCrying.jpg
I fucking loved that movie. The part with the kids and the mother near the end was just heartbreaking.

[vordabois]

SAVED!

"I mean, really, when you think about it, what WOULD Jesus do? I dunno. But in the mean time, we'll be trying to figure it out...

http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/vordabois/PDVD_022.jpg

...together."

[flower shower]

Pink Flamingos, 1972, John Waters.

http://www.dreamlandnews.com/films/images/babs_johnson.jpg

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Crackers: Do my balls, Mama.

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Sandy Sandstone: Well why did you hold me up for so long? Why did you keep asking me to come back? I had another job I could have taken. How could I have gotten information about this Divine you talk of? I don't know her! You could have given me some lead as to how I could have gathered this data you wanted about her. You lead me to believe I had this job.
Connie Marble: Well, Miss Sandstone, Miss uh... SANDY Sandtone, you just must have been wrong in your assumptions, weren't you? I mean, surely you've heard the expression 'don't count your chickens'? Well, APPLY IT!
Sandy Sandstone: You're a real CUNT, do you know that? A real fucking CUNT! How can you be so shitty to people? How can you STAND yourself?
Connie Marble: I guess there's just two kinds of people, Miss Sandstone: MY kind of people, and assholes. It's rather obvious which category you fit into. Have a nice day.
Sandy Sandstone: (flipping her off) Eat the bird, bitch!

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[the family ponders who could have sent Babs an obscene parcel]
Edie, the Egg Lady: The Egg Man didn't do it, Babs! I KNOW the Egg Man didn't do it!
Babs Johnson: Oh, I don't think he did it either, mother, now shut up and let me think, WILL YOU?

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[last lines]
Narrator/Mr. J: "The filthiest people alive?" Well, you think you know someone filthier? Watch as Divine proves that not only is she the filthiest person in the world, she's also the filthiest actress in the world! What you are about to see is THE REAL THING!

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Connie Marble: We'll see who's the filthiest person alive! We'll just see!

[flower shower]

Memorias del Subdesarrollo, 1968, Tomás Gutiérrez Alea.

http://www.legacy-project.org/film/pics/underdevelopment01_lg.jpg

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Sergio: They used to call it the "Paris of the Caribbean" or at least so did the tourists and the whores. Now it seems like the "Tegucigalpa of the Caribbean." Not only because they destroyed the charm and there's little good stuff on the stores; but because of the people.

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Pablo: The stamp of decadence!

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Sergio: Someone said that man's intelligence and physical imperfection are due to his condition as a premature fetus of the monkey.

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Sergio: But the only thing an actress does is repeat the same gestures and the same words, and the same gestures and the same words, and the same gestures and the same words...

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Hemingway's Ex-servant: [Narrates mechanically] Few people entered this room and, between them, you could count me, moving silently across the room from one place to the other.

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Jack Gilbert: Can I ask the question in English? Is it alright?
Depestre: Yes.
Jack Gilbert: Um...Why is it that if the Cuban revolution is a total revolution, they have to resort to an arcane form of discussion such as the round table...?
Desnoes: [Translates]
Audience: [Grins]

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Sergio: You're nothing, nothing, you're dead. Now it begins, Sergio, your final destruction.

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Sergio: She brought a pack of photographs today. Of that day, her baptism in the river. They're not like I had imagined them, not at all; her clothes didn't stick to her body and it was full of people.

[vaya con dios]

Originally posted by Racoon
Pink Flamingos, 1972, John Waters.

G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS G'BYE BABS

[flower shower]

Trouble in Paradise, 1932, Ernst Lubitsch

http://www.filmint.nu/bilder/netonly/artikelbilder/recensioner/Film-Paradise%20bild.jpg

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Gaston Monescu: It must be the most marvelous supper. We may not eat it, but it must be marvelous.

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Gaston Monescu: Do you remember the man who walked into the Bank of Constantinople, and walked out with the Bank of Constantinople?

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Lily Vautier: You see, mother is dead.
Mariette Colet: Yes, that's the trouble with mothers. First you get to like them, and then they die.

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Lily Vautier: Darling, remember, you are Gaston Monescu. You are a crook. I want you as a crook. I love you as a crook. I worship you as a crook. Steal, swindle, rob. Oh, but don't become one of those useless, good-for-nothing gigolos.

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Gaston Monescu: I came here to rob you, but unfortunately I fell in love with you.

[flower shower]

Mahha gô gô gô/ Speed Racer, 1967-1968, Hiroshi Sasagawa

http://www.xtreme-tuning.com/imagenes/curiosidades/marzo-2002/g/Meteoro12.jpg

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Pops Racer: As champion of the West Side Grunters and Groaners I promise you are in for a lot of groaning!

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Speed: If we crash I can't win!

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Speed: Stop! Stop or I'll stop you!

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Speed: I'm going to win this race fair and square.
Shane (bad guy): Yeah? Well that's not the way I'm going to beat you up!

[flower shower]

La Traviata, 1982, Franco Zeffirelli

http://www.trubadur.pl/Biul_19/Traviata3.jpg

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Violetta: Do you wish to dance now?
All: O, what an amiable idea! We accept!

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All: Dawn now mounts the heavens / and we are forced to leave. / Much thanks to you, gentle lady, / for these splendid delights. / The city teems with parties / in these times of pleasure, / we must manage some repose then / and fortify ourselves for more rejoicing.
Dame Guest: [Sneaks a filigree into her handbag]
All: [Exit]

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Alfredo: Annina, whence do you come?
Annina: From Paris.
Alfredo: And whom commissions you?
Annina: My ladyship.
Alfredo: Why?
Annina: To sell her horses, carriages and all which she still possesses.
Alfredo: What do I hear?
Annina: The price of living here alone is great.

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Germont: Do you not answer to your father's affections?
Alfredo: A thousand serpents devour my chest!

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Germont: Ah, Violetta!
Violetta: It is you, Sire!
Alfredo: My father!
Violetta: You have not forgotten me?
Germont: I come to keep my promise / To embrace you like a daughter, / generous woman.
Violetta: O woe is me! You have come too late / but I am grateful. / Do you see, Grenvil? I die in the arms / of those who love me in this world.
Germont: What are you saying?
[Observes her]
O heavens! / It is true!

[flower shower]

Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia, 1974, Sam Peckinpah

http://www.mgm.com/mgm/images/stills/MGMA4514-still_hires.jpg

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Bennie: You guys are definitely on my shit list!

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Bennie: I've been no place I wanna go back to, that's for damn sure.

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Bennie: You wanna stay here with him?

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Bennie: [after a shootout] Am I still gonna get paid?
Sappensly: [pulling out a gun] Yeah, you'll get paid.

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Bennie: I can smell him 100 miles away... sometimes closer.

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Kid: Sir, there are a lot of flies in your car.

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Elita: What are you doing here so early?
Bennie: It's later than you think, Chula. How'd you like a black eye?

[flower shower]

Window Water Baby Moving, 1962, Stan Brakhage

http://www.film-makerscoop.com/filmstills/BrakhageWindowWaterBabyMoving5a.jpg

[flower shower]

Gremlins 2: The New Batch, 1990, Joe Dante.

http://freehost07.websamba.com/gizmo-gremlins/info/gremlins2-4.jpg

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Grandpa Fred: Hey, you two, the building's completely screwed up today.
Billy Peltzer: Yeah, we know, Fred.
[Billy and Kate leave]
Grandpa Fred: [smiling, chuckling to himself] Heh heh, you're young. You know everything.

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Hulk Hogan: Gremlins? In this theater? Now?

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Greta the Gremlin: Oh, why can't you commit?

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Mohawk: Gizmo ca-ca.

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Building Announcement: Would the owner of the car with license number 1AG 401 please remove it from the CLAMP parking garage, your car is old, and dirty.

[vaya con dios]

Goddamn. I love Gremlins 2. Way more than the first one. Good show, old man.

[flower shower]

Yeah, man, it just has so much going for it.
I just saw this beauty again tonight and it still gives me goosebumps, what a soundtrack.

The Red Shoes, 1948, Michael Powell

http://www.powell-pressburger.org/Images/People/Anton/Thumbnails/TRS-Temptation.jpg

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Boris Lermontov: Don't forget, a great impression of simplicity can only be achieved by great agony of body and spirit.

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[Describing the ballet of the Red Shoes]
Boris Lermontov: "The Ballet of The Red Shoes" is from a fairy tale by Hans Andersen. It is the story of a young girl who is devoured with an ambition to attend a dance in a pair of Red Shoes. She gets the shoes and goes to the dance. For a time, all goes well and she is very happy. At the end of the evening she is tired and wants to go home, but the Red Shoes are not tired. In fact, the Red Shoes are never tired. They dance her out into the street, they dance her over the mountains and valleys, through fields and forests, through night and day. Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by but the Red Shoes go on.
Julian Craster: What happens in the end?
Boris Lermontov: Oh, in the end, she dies.

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Boris Lermontov: Why do you want to dance?
[Vicky thinks for a short while]
Victoria Page: Why do you want to live?
[Lermontov is suprised at the answer]
Boris Lermontov: Well I don't know exactly why, er, but I must.
Victoria Page: That's my answer too.

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Grischa Ljubov: You can't alter human nature.
Boris Lermontov: No? I think you can do even better then that. You can ignore it!

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Boris Lermontov: You cannot have it both ways. A dancer who relies upon the doubtful comforts of human love can never be a great dancer. Never.

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[first lines]
[holding doors closed]
Doorman: They're going mad, sir. It's the students.
[From outside]
Julian Craster: Down with tyrants!
Manager, Covent Garden: All right, let them in.

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[last lines]
Victoria Page: Julian?
Julian Craster: Yes, my darling?
Victoria Page: Take off the red shoes.

[flower shower]

María Candelaria, 1944, Emilio "Indio" Fernández
http://i.cnn.net/v5cache/TCM/Images/Dynamic/i31/MariaCandelaria_FF_300x225_041420051620.gif
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Errand boy: Don't thank me for the visit. The boss sent me.

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María Candelaria: No, they won't take my piglet. I rather go sell flowers, whatever comes my way.

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María Candelaria: [Tugging the piglet back] Forgive me, your Grace. Reverend, it got scared with all these Christians.

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Reverend: María Candelaria! Don't talk like that to the Virgin! You're burying another dagger into her heart. Look how her eyes are crying.
[The Virgin looks sad]
María Candelaria: No! No!

[flower shower]

Arrebato, 1980, Iván Zulueta

http://www.sansebastianfestival.com/2004/52/img/fotos_pelis/520468.jpg

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José: Cinema? I shit on cinema.
The Overworked Editor: Yeah, you don't have to swear it with all that your movie smells.
José: Because, ultimately, it's not me who likes cinema but cinema who likes me.
The Overworked Editor: Go and take it up the ass.

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Marta: What I do know is, more than once, when I walked in front of Pedro's room, when he's inside watching his own movies, I've heard him cry, desperately.
Jose: So?
Marta: So? They're not tearjerkers. If he cries is because he doesn't like them, they scare him, terrorize him.

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[Marta interrupts one of Pedro's takes to say hello]
Pedro: Get out of here, dummy! SHIT SHIT SHIT.

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Pedro: The pause is the Achilles heel. The point of escape, our only chance.

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Pedro: Have you seen that red photogram? Stop it! Don't let it pass.

[flower shower]

The Falls, 1980, Peter Greenaway

http://vue.org.uk/fallc.jpg

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Narrator: Nine days after the VUE, Arris Fallacie gave evidence of being a persistent dreamer of water, Category One, Flight, which is nearly always illustrated by the Bedfordshire Level Sequence from H.E. Carter's film The Last Wave. Questioned for a description, Arris found no difficulty in identifying his dream with a sample. At the time of the VUE, Arris was travelling home to London from boarding school in Perth. He was sitting in a second-class non-smoking compartment facing the engine. Both schoolboys developed identical VUE symptoms, save that the school-friend spoke Carn-est-aero and Arris spoke Itino Re. The language conversion was abrupt and complete. Their last collaborative work in English had been a mild punishment. Arris began to spend more and more time asleep. He developed a stammar round the letter H, a lung inflammation and a shrinkage of the stomach wall. He was sent to be educated with a dietary counsellor at the isolation hospital at Bryne Boars, Chesil Beach. But Arris never arrived. For on the train journey, sleepingly searching for the toilet to be sick, he opened the wrong door and fell into the path of an oncoming train.

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Narrator: Biography number 28 has been reconstructed from meagre evidence found in an overturned blue salon car, registration number NID 301.
The occupant of the car, inconclusively identified from laundry-marks on his underwear, was a middle-aged man with red hair.
[Voice] "The carrion crow has a deep, hoarse caw that often punctuates the other bird sounds of March."
Narrator:Evidence of the VUE's influence on the body, an engorged throat and incipient petagium fellitis, were obscured by injuries sustained at the accident. It's possible that Cash Fallbaez was the victim of bird strike. A large white bird, probably a swan, maybe two swans, had smashed the windscreen.
On the seat beside the body was a shopping list written in the VUE language O-Lev-Lit and a commercial recording of birdsong.
[Voice] "Sometimes in February and March, you can hear a strident motor-horn note from the crow as well."
[Crow caws like a motor-horn]

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Narrator:The Violent Unknown Event had partially paralysed the face of Afracious Fallows, enlarged his heart, thumbs and genitals, made him scrofulous, softened and widened his feet and thoroughly wrecked his career as a school-headmaster. Afracious regularly sought to relieve his depression by driving a stolen car around the traffic island in the centre of Abersoch until the petrol ran out, or until he was stopped by the Police.
He made a living through petty thieving, gardening, mimicry, Latin lessons, car-stealing, bird identification and occasional prostitution. His greatest source of pride was being Secretary of the Abersoch Audubon Ornithological Society. And his rented beach-house at Cappis Sand housed sick seabirds, incompetent efforts at taxidermy and eccentric systems of bird classification of his own invention. Afracious strongly identified himself with Linnaeus and the Hoopoe. Three years ago, accused of embezzlement, he was unanimously dismissed from the Abersoch Audubon Society. To display his rancour and his erudition in one gesture, he spent the thirteenth anniversary of the VUE stealing property from beach-houses at Cappis Sand that were owned by members of the Abersoch Audubon Society who were not VUE victims.

[cat]

Naked
1993
directed by Mike Leigh

I'm not sure this film belongs here, as the script was mostly improvised, but I found a website that had some good quotes and photos, so I'll just the link and some stuff from it:

http://www.fortunecity.com/lavendar/sydenham/306/naked.html
http://www.fortunecity.com/lavendar/sydenham/306/nkd5.jpg

Johnny: Well, Brian, congratulations! You've succeeded in convincin' me that you do 'ave the most tedious fuckin' job in England.

Johnny: And what is it what goes on in this postmodern gas chamber?

Brian: Nothing. It's empty.

Johnny: So what is it you guard, then?

Brian: Space.

Johnny: You're guarding space? That's stupid, isn't it? Because someone could break in there and steal all the fuckin' space and you wouldn't know it's gone, would you?

Brian: Good point.

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Jeremy: Hope I haven't give you AIDS, Sophie.

Louise: Jesus Christ.

Sophie: Are you serious?

Jeremy: Nearly justy.

Louise: Very funny.

Jeremy: I think AIDS is rather healthy in its way.

Louise: You what?

Jeremy: I realise that's not a fashionable thing to say, of course.

Louise: No, it's not.

Jeremy: But the world is over crowded, isn't it? It do need a little pruning.

Sophie: You fuckin' better be joking.

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Johnny: You know what frightens me about the human body?

Sophie: What?

Johnny: Well, it's like the, er, most sophisticated mechanism in the entire universe, and yet it's so fuckin' quiet, isn't it? Know what I mean?

Sophie: Dunno. Mine makes enough noise.

Johnny: It's like this, er, wet, pink factory. What the fuck are they makin' in there? I mean, what's the product? You never see no delivery trucks comin' and goin', do you?

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Johnny: [while reading the Bible] Fuckin' hell, why *hast* thou forsaken me? Bastard.

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Brian: Would you like a mint?
Johnny: Is this a new policy? Ply the culprit with menthol?

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Louise: I can't believe you're 'ere.

Johnny: I'm not 'ere. I tell you what, it's a crackin' place you got love.

Louise: Good. I'm glad you like it.

Johnny: No, I was being sarcastic.

Louise: Why didn't you tell me you were comin'? I would a' met you off the train.

Johnny: I didn't come on the fuckin' train.

Louise: Off the bus then.

Johnny: I didn't come on the bus either.

Louise: So 'ow did you get 'ere then?

Johnny: Well, basically, there was this little dot, right? And the dot went bang and the bang expanded. Energy formed into matter, matter cooled, matter lived, the amoeba to fish, to fish to fowl, to fowl to frog, to frog to mammal, the mammal to monkey, to monkey to man, amo amas amat, quid pro quo, memento mori, ad infinitum, sprinkle on a little bit of grated cheese and leave under the grill till Doomsday.

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http://www.fortunecity.com/lavendar/sydenham/306/nkd9.jpg

Louise: Were you bored in Manchester.

Johnny: Was I bored? No I wasn't fuckin' bored. I'm never bored. That's the trouble with everybody - you're all so bored. You've 'ad nature explained to you and you're bored with it. You've 'ad the living body explained to you and you're bored with it. You've 'ad the universe explained to you and you're bored with it. So now you just want cheap thrills and like plenty of 'em and it dun't matter 'ow tawdry or vacuous they are as long as it's new, as long as it's new, as long as it flashes and fuckin' beeps in forty fuckin' different colours. Well whatever else you can say about me, I'm not fuckin' bored.

Louise: Yeah, all right.

Johnny: So, 'ow's it goin' for you?

Louise: It's a bit borin' actually.