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Nick Davies: [[debates; [Fourth Estate; [passion; [vision; [brave]   You know, there was a time when British papers couldn't report on parliamentary debate.  But, then a few very brave men started printing pamphlets and leaking these ].  And, uh, well, I believe the men were hanged.  But the public saw these pamphlets and demanded access, and the modern ] was born, from the ], and the ], of these few ] souls.

Daniel Berg:   Who were hanged.

Nick Davies: [[information; [powerful; [Fifth Estate|''Fifth'' Estate; [chaos; [truth]   Who were hanged.And, now, we find ourselves in the same position, a new ] revolution, infinitely more ] than the last—a ]—seemingly hellbent on destroying its predecessors, all the old models dying faster than the new can replace them.  Which is why we need～more～brave～souls.  You, and Julian, have charted a course through all this ], pointed at the ]; and, yes, the tyrants of this world should beware, knowing that, now, we have the power to demand the information that,one day soon, will wash them all away.

Roy Washburn: What were you doing at 100 miles per hour?

Catherine Tramell: He was making me cum. And it was 110. We must've hit a pothole.

Roy Washburn: Kevin Franks died. You don't seem very worried.

Catherine Tramell: I'm devastated... I may never cum again.

King Einon: I know why you brought me the dragonslayers. You wanted them to kill him because you wanted me dead.

Keith Jennings: Well if you won't, I will.

Keith Jennings: No atheists in foxholes, eh?

Peter Aufschnaiter: Know what time it is? You think I'm so happy to be travelling with you I should pay for it? You're such a big man that you don't need to contribute?

Heinrich Harrer: You have a problem, Peter?

Peter Aufschnaiter: It reminds me of what you said at the bazaar back there. If I had a watch like that I would trade it. You do not have one, you cheap, lying bastard! You have three!

Heinrich Harrer: This is junk from some Italian prisoners.

Peter Aufschnaiter: I don't give a shit! Haven't you ever heard of a principle?

Heinrich Harrer: What principle? What? You want a watch? Go ahead, take one, and keep your principles.

Peter Aufschnaiter: Look at you! Caught being a selfish brat and you're gloating!

Heinrich Harrer: You're acting like an old woman, Peter. What do you want?

Peter Aufschnaiter: Try apologizing. Try feeling a little remorse. And for all that's fair try to wipe that smirk off your face!

Heinrich Harrer: Take your stinking watch and shut up! I don't need another boring sermon from some frustrated glorified tour guide.

Peter Aufschnaiter: [exits] No wonder you are always alone. No one can stand your miserable company.

Heinrich Harrer: [runs downhill chasing after Peter; offers the three watches to Peter] Please, take them. It was wrong of me to hide them.

Peter Aufschnaiter: [takes the watches and attempts to return an attached wedding band] Keep this.

Heinrich Harrer: No. No. I didn't deserve it either. Go ahead.

Louise: How did you get here?

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.

Poster man: Shift.

Johnny: It's all goin very well.

Poster man: Shift out the fuckin way, will you?

Johnny: [''poster man continues to stick up 'cancelled' posters''; ''poster man starts to stride away''; ''the poster man hits him''] No, I like Laurel and Hardy, you know, although apparently they didn't get on in real life, you know, another illusion shattered. Sorry about that pal, it's just I've ad a lot of bad experience with walls, you know, what with talking to them and climbing them, and me dad's driven me up a good few of them in is time, you know what I mean? But I think I've got the secret. The saucy little secret, this solipsistic, sagacious little secret is just, you got, you just gotta bang your fuckin head against them. Just crack the old pate. Are you with me?! Ave you got it? And that's it, that's the key to enlightenment, which is, it's like that's why, it's like such a potent motif of civilization – it's the wall. It's like the, the Great Wall of China, and the Wall of Jericho and the Berlin Wall, and the Wailin Wall. Now you see the Jews, they've almost got it, an't they? What with the old rockin and that, and you know, just that six inches away and they'd be there, they'd have won the fuckin race, they'll be there, you with me? What is all this, anyway? What are you doin'? Cancel everythin'. In the beginnin there was the Word, and the word was cancelled'. D'you get like satisfaction out of this? D'you think you're makin a contribution? You're like sort of publicly promulgatin vacuities? Are you with me? Fuckin hell! Oh, that's it! Blank it all out! Blank it all out till you just atrophy and die of fuckin indifference. Can I show you somethin', pal? You see that at the top of your legs? That's your arse and that's your fuckin elbow! Do you want to write it down or s–

Johnny: Bonjour.

Brian: What's goin on? What're you doin ere?

Johnny: [''takes a step to the left''; ''steps back''] Well, you see. I was over ere , like this, but that didn't work for me, so I thought I'd try over here , but I don't think there's much future in this one either.

Louise: So what happened? 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 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 fucking bleeps in forty different colours. Well, whatever else you can say about me, I'm not fuckin bored.

Sophie: So, are you Louise's boyfriend?

Johnny: No.

Sophie: Oh, right. What, you're just, like, a mate?

Johnny: Primate.

Sophie: You must be the missing link then.

Johnny: Yeah, that's me.

Sophie: You're not gonna tell me your name.

Johnny: No.

Sophie: I'm not gonna tell you mine neither.

Johnny: All right. We'll be strangers.

Johnny: I know it's a bit cheeky but, er, I'm a cheeky young monkey!

Johnny: Resolve is never stronger in the morning, after the night it was never weaker.

Johnny: Do you think you can recapture your youth by fuckin it? You don't want to fuck me, you'll catch something cruel.

Johnny: You see, the thing is, Brian, that God is a hateful god. Must be, because if God is good, then why is there evil in the world? Why is there pain and hate and greed and war? Doesn't make sense. But if God is a nasty bastard, then you can say, "Why is there good in the world? Why is there love and hope and joy?" Well, let's face it. Good exists in order to be fucked up by evil. The very existence of good enables evil to flourish. Therefore, God is bad. And it doesn't matter how many past or future existences you have, because they're all gonna be riddled with grief and anguish and sickness and death. You see, Brian, God doesn't love you. God despises you. So there's no hope, and mankind is just a component of the device by which the devil creates itself. Are you with me? You see, what I'm saying, basically, is... you can't make an omelet without cracking a few eggs. And humanity is just a cracked egg. And the omelet stinks.

Johnny: Do you think that the amoeba ever dreamed that it would evolve into the frog? Of course it didn't. And when that first frog shimmied out of the water and employed its vocal chords in order to attract a mate or to retard a predator, do you think that that frog ever imagined that that incipient croak would evolve into all the languages of the world, into all the literature of the world? Of course it fucking didn't. And just as that froggy could never possibly have conceived of Shakespeare, so we can never possibly imagine our destiny.

Johnny: It's funny being inside, innit? Cause when you are inside, you're still actually outside, aren't ya? And then you can say, when you're outside, you're inside, because you're always inside your head.

Johnny: [''repeated line''] Are you with me?