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Jonathan Pryce Quotes

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Memorable Quotes from Jonathan Pryce

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Confrontation Over Lost Friends
Will Grimm You killed my friends!
Delatombe I only wish you had more!
Request for Documentation Verification
Sam Lowry Have you got a 27B stroke 6?
Cardinal Rohan's Claim of Antoinette's Affection
Cardinal Louis de Rohan I know what you're up to. Antoinette is secretly in love with me. Deny it if you will, but don't ask me to play the fool.
[to Jeanne, after meeting with the fake Antoinette]
Discussion of Jack's Family Situation
Sam Lowry Is that one of your triplets?
Jack Lint Yeah, probably.
Dreams of Love and Extraordinary Feelings
Sam Lowry You won't believe this, I know it's going to sound incredible, but I've been dreaming about you. No, not like that. I mean, I love you - in my dreams - I love you. And, uh...Extraordinary, isn't it?
[to Jill]
Navigating Bureaucratic Obstacles in Brazil
Sam Lowry Excuse me, Dawson, can you put me through to Mr. Helpmann's office?
Dawson I'm afraid I can't sir. You have to go through the proper channels.
Sam Lowry And you can't tell me what the proper channels are, because that's classified ]?
[[information]
Dawson I'm ] to ] the Ministry's continuing its tradition of recruiting the brightest and best, sir.
[[glad; [see]
Sam Lowry Thank you, Dawson.
Confronting Morality and Personal Choices
Ricky Roma All train compartments smell vaguely of shit. It gets so you don't mind it. That's the worse thing that I can confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die, you're gonna regret the things you don't do. You think you're queer? I'm gonna tell you something: we're all queer. You think you're a thief? So what? You get befuddled by a middle-class morality? Get shot of it. Shut it out. You cheat on your wife? You did it. Live with it. Fuck little girls? So be it. There's an absolute morality? Maybe. And then what? If you think there is, go ahead, be that thing. Bad people go to hell? I don't think so. You think that? Act that way. A hell exists on Earth? Yes. I won't live in it. That's me. Did you ever take a dump made you feel like you'd just slept for twelve hours?
James Lingk That I—
Ricky Yes?
James I don't know.
Roma Or a piss? Great meals fade in reflection. Everything else gains. You know why? Cause it's only food. This shit we put on us keeps us going. It's only food. The great fucks you may have had, what do you remember about them?
James What do I remember? I–
Ricky I don't know. For me? I'm saying what it is. It's probably not the orgasm. Some broad's forearm on your neck, something her eyes did. There was this sound she made. Or it's me in the uh — I'm telling you — I'm in bed. The next day she brought me café au lait, gives me a cigarette. My balls feel like concrete. Hey, what I'm saying: what is our life? Our life is looking forward, or it's looking back. That's it. That's our life. Where's the moment? And what is it we're so afraid of?
James Loss.
Ricky What else? The bank closes. You get sick. My wife died on a plane. The stock market collapsed. What if these things happen? None of em. We worry anyway. Why?
Ricky Stocks, bonds, objects of art, real estate. What are they? An opportunity. To what? To make money? Perhaps. To lose money? Perhaps. To indulge and to learn about ourselves? Perhaps! So fucking what? What isn't? They're an opportunity. That's all they are. They're an event. A guy comes to you. You make a call. You send in a card. "I have these properties I would like for you to see." What does this mean? What do you want it to mean? Do you see what I'm saying? Things happen to you. Glad I met you. I'm glad I met you, James. I want to show you something. It may mean something to you. It may not. I don't know. I don't know anymore. What is that? Florida. Glengarry Highlands. Florida? Bullshit. And maybe that's true, and that's what I said. But look at this. What is this? This is a piece of land.
[takes out a brochure; opens the brochure, with the words: 'Make Your Dreams Come True']
The Importance of Following Procedures
Sam Lowry Sorry, I'm a bit of a stickler for paperwork. Where would we be if we didn't follow the correct procedures?
The Persistence of Divine Vigilance
Mr. Dark Then rang the bells both loud and deep. God is not dead nor doth he sleep.
Elliot Carver Denies Malicious Rumors
Elliot Carver Anyway, there's absolutely no truth in this malicious rumour that I started running ] stories simply because Sir Angus Black, the great British beef baron, lost £10,000 to me in a game of poker and refused to pay up. Moreover, there's even less truth in the rumour I took a hundred million francs from the French to keep the stories running for another year.
[[w:Bovine spongiform encephalopathy|mad cow disease]
Usherette Excuse me, Mr. Carver.
Carver Yes.
Usherette This is the new banker, Mr?
James Bond Bond. James Bond.
Carver Another new banker. I seem to collect them. Tell me, Mr. Bond how's the market reacting to the crisis?
Bond Well, currencies are off. Your stock is soaring.
Curiosity about someone's appearance and authenticity
Sam Lowry Yes, I always used to wonder if she wore falsies. False ears...
Frustration with Bureaucracy and Lost Freedom
Harry Tuttle Bloody paperwork. Huh!
Sam Lowry I suppose one has to expect a certain amount.
Harry Tuttle Why? I came into this game for the action, the excitement. Go anywhere, travel light, get in, get out, wherever there's trouble, a man alone. Now they've got the whole country sectioned off. You can't move without a form.
Desire and Ambition in Information Retrieval
Sam Lowry Mr. Helpmann, I'm keen to get into Information Retrieval. Mr. Helpmann, I'm dying to get at this woman... no, no, no.
The Power of Words in Modern Warfare
Elliot Carver You may have seen the General in the hallway just now but perhaps, with all your jetting around, you've not had a chance to peruse today's headlines. I rather like the last one. It isn't even mine!
[brings up newspaper scans on the large screens covering the wall: European English-language editions of ''Tomorrow'' with one headline CRISIS GROWS and another reading CHINA WARNS OF WAR. sees third news headline THE EMPIRE WILL STRIKE BACK, flanked by UK and Chinese flags]
James Bond I never believe what I read in the press anyway.
Carver Ha! Therein lies your problem, Mr. Bond. You see, we're both men of action, but your era and Miss Lin's is passing. Words are the new weapons, satellites the new artillery.
Bond And you become the new Supreme Allied... Commander?
Carver Exactly! ] had his ], ] had ], I have my divisions. TV, news, magazines. And by midnight I'll have reached and influenced more people than anyone in the history of this planet, save God Himself. And the best He ever managed was the ].
[[Caesar; [w:Legion XIII Gemina|legions; [Napoleon; [w:Grande Armée|his armies; points up; [w:Sermon on the Mount|Sermon on the Mount]
Bond You really are quite insane.
Carver The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.
Desire for Truth and Deception Unveiled
Mr. Dark I do want to know the truth, sir. The truth is, you are lying!
[Clenching his fists until his hands bleed]
Misidentification and Accountability in Information Systems
Sam Lowry I only ] you got the ] man.
[[know; [wrong]
Jack Lint Information Transit got to wrong man. I got the right man. The wrong man was delivered to me as the right man. I accepted him on ] ] as the right man. Was I wrong?
[[good; [faith]
Sam Lowry You killed Buttle?
Jack Lint Sam, there are very rigid parameters laid down to prevent such things happening. It wasn't my fault that Buttle's heart condition didn't appear on Tuttle's file... We're going to have to bring Mr. Tuttle in, aren't we? And interrogate him at the same voltage as Mr. Buttle - and juggle the books in electrical banking.
Sam Lowry What has Tuttle done?
Jack Lint We suspect him of, uh, free lance subversion. Then all I need to wrap up the case is the Layton woman.
Sam Lowry What has she done?
Jack Lint Oh, she witnessed the Tuttle, uhm, the Buttle arrest and essentially is going around making wild allegations, obviously trying to exploit the situation. She's working for someone and I don't think it's us.
Sam Lowry A terrorist?
[softly to himself]
Confusion in Bureaucratic Record-Keeping
Sam Lowry Better still, send it to Buttle, after all it's his cheque.
Kurtzmann I've tried that. Look at this/ You see? The population census has got him down as dormanted. The Central Collective Storehouse computer has got him down as deleted...
[shows Sam a file]
Sam Lowry Hang on.
[goes to computer terminal and begins typing]
Kurtzman ...Information Retrieval has got him down as inoperative. And there's another one - Security has got him down as excised. Administration's got him down as completed...
Sam Lowry He's dead.
Kurtzman L... Dead? Well, that's awful!
[pause]
Kurtzman We'll never get rid of the damn thing now! What are we going to do Sam?
[desperately]
Struggles of Partnership and Recognition in Marriage
Joe Castleman Listen, Joanie. Listen, there is nothing horrible, or shameful, or immoral about what we do. We're writing partners. And as we've created a beautiful body of work together...
[fixes himself a drink]
Joan Castleman You edit, Joe. That's all you do. I'm the one who sits at that desk eight hours a day.
Joe Castleman Is that the way you see it? Really? What, all these years, you've been sitting in some giant store of resentment? And what about all the years I've been uh, rubbing your back, bringing you tea, cooking you dinner, watching the kids so you could work without distraction? You don't think that with times when it killed me, that you were the one with the golden touch? You think I wake up every morning feeling even remotely proud of myself? But have I ever said "I'm done with this marriage. I'm walking away?
Joan Castleman No, you had affairs.
Joe Castleman Oh God... And I've regretted every fucking one of them!
[sighs]
Joan Castleman Oh, yeah, right. You'd sob in my lap, and you'd beg me to forgive you, and I always would because, you know, somehow you convinced me that my talent made you do it.
Joe Castleman Oh, shit...
[sighs]
Joan Castleman And then when I was too angry or too furious or too hurt to write you it, give me one of your famous back rubs and you'd say "Use it, Joanie. Use it.
Joe Castleman I never said that.
Joan Castleman Oh, yes you did.
Joan Castlemann Yes you did! Lucky for me I had somewhere to put it. I mean, critics love the image of Sylvia Fry, you know, scrubbing the tear stains out of her dress. They just love that, another Castleman masterpiece. Your chest had swelled when you read me those reviews. It actually swelled. And rather than being outraged, and rather than thinking about what this all was doing to our kids, I would watch you and I'd say "Oh my God, how can I - how can I capture that - that behaviour? How can I put all that in words?" And you know what? I did. I did right here. Right here. Yeah, another Castleman masterpiece. Oh, and uh, let's see. Uh, this one I wrote after you screwed uh, who was it? Oh yeah, our third nanny!
[walks over to a small shelf of Castleman books; takes out a book; throws it on the ground; throws it on the ground]
Joe Castleman God. This book has nothing at all to do with the fucking nanny!
[picking up the books]
Joan Castleman Oh, yes it did. It's on every single page.
Joe Castleman These are my stories. My culture, my family, my ideas!
Joan Castleman My words! My pain! My spending hours alone in that room turning your appalling behaviour into literary gold!
[furiously throwing all the books on the ground]
Joe Castleman What compelling ideas did you ever fucking have?! You were nothing but a privilege, prissy little co-ed! The only decent story you ever wrote alone was about Carol! You stole from my life even then!
Joan Castleman Shame on you, Joe.
[pause. Tearfully turning away]
Joe Castleman You loved holding up in the village with the big bad Jew, huh? You loved making your parents skirm. You got the literary life, and the house by the sea, hm? You loved getting the nice clothes and the travel and all the privileges without ever having to marry some schmuck from a brokerage firm! You got it all, my girl!
Joan Castleman Well, you can have it back. I don't want it.
Joe Castleman What are you doing?
Joan Castleman I'm uh, spend the night in David's room and then when I get home, I'm gonna call a lawyer.
Joe Castleman This is ridiculous. Joanie, we got kids, hm? We got a grandchild. We've got friends we've known for years who are gonna start dying on us one by one. Where you gonna be, hm? You're gonna be living alone feeling brave? Is that what you want? Joanie, don't walk away from me-- DON'T WALK AWAY FROM ME, GODDAMMIT!
Joan Castleman Don't touch me!
Joe Castleman Don't touch you?! Joanie, we gotta talk this through!
Joan Castleman I can't do it anymore, Joe. I can't do it. I can't take it. I can't take the humiliation of holding your coat and arranging your pills, and picking the crumbs out of your beard, and being shoved aside with all the other wives to talk about some goddamn shopping trip, while you, while you say to all the, the gathering sycophants, that your wife doesn't write?! Your wife! Who just won the Nobel Prize?!
Joe Castleman So, if I'm such an insensitive and talentless fucking piece of shit. Why the fuck did you marry me? Hm?
Joan Castleman Oh God, Joe...
[tearfully laughs]
Joe Castleman No, I really wanna know. Why did you marry me?
Joan Castleman ... I don't know. I can't think anymore...
[tearfully]
Reporting to Mr. Warrenn in Brazil
Sam Lowry My name's Lowry. Sam Lowry. I've been told to report to Mr. Warrenn.
Porter - Information Retrieval Thirtieth floor, sir. You're expected.
Sam Lowry Um... don't you want to search me?
Porter - Information Retrieval No sir.
Sam Lowry Do you want to see my ID?
Porter - Information Retrieval No need, sir.
Sam Lowry But I could be anybody.
Porter - Information Retrieval No you couldn't sir. This is Information Retrieval.
Time and Memories in Conversation
Sam Lowry Remember me to Alison and the twins.
Jack Lint Triplets.
Sam Lowry Triplets? God, how time flies.
Personnel Code Confusion in Brazil
Sam Lowry It's not the machine. There's a mismatch on the personnel code numbers... Tuttle should have had £31.06, debited against his account, not Buttle!
Kurtzman Oh my ], a ]!
[horrified; [God; [mistake]
Sam Lowry Well at least it's not ours.
Kurtzman Isn't it? Whose is it?
[eagerly]
Sam Lowry Information Retrieval.
Kurtzman Oh, ]!
[smiling; [good]
Ministry's Commitment to Complaints Handling
Sam Lowry I do assure you, Mrs. Buttle, the Ministry is very scrupulous about following up and eradicating any ]. If you have any complaints which you'd like to make, I'd be more than happy to send you the appropriate forms.
[[error]
Mutual Trust in Relationships
Sam Lowry Anyway, if I want you to trust me, it's only fair that I should trust you, right?
The Value of Learning from Others
Charles Halloway I, uh, have the honor, sir.
Mr. Dark And have had for many years, I do believe. All that time spent living only through other men's lives. Dreaming only other men's dreams. What a waste.
Charles Halloway Sometimes a man can learn more from other men's dreams than he can from his own. Come visit me, sir, if you wish to improve your education.
Mr. Dark I will, and I may improve yours.
Apathy Towards Aspirations and Desires
Sam Lowry I don't want dessert. I don't want a promotion. I don't want anything.
Mrs. Lowry Of course you want something. You must have hopes, wishes, dreams.
Sam Lowry No, nothing. Not even dreams!
Manipulation for Political Leverage
Elliot Carver Mr. Wallace, call the President. Tell him if he doesn't sign the bill lowering the cable rates, we will release the video of him with the cheerleader in the Chicago motel room.
Mr. Wallace Inspired, sir.
Carver And after he signs the bill, release the tape anyway.
Mr. Wallace Consider him slimed.
Accusations of Smoking Among Family Members
David Castleman What? What?
[short pause]
Joe Castleman You've been smoking pot.
[realising]
David Castleman No I haven't.
Joe Castleman Yes you have! I can... You reek of it!
[grabs David by the arm, he hits it away]
Joan Castleman Joe, calm down.
Joe Castleman No, no, no, no. Look at him. Oh my God, the kid's completely stoned!
David Catleman Oh, I guess I'm a real embarrassment to you, huh, pop?
Joe Castleman What kind of hostile crap is that?
Joan Castleman Joe. David, what's going on?
[sighs]
David Catleman I don't know, mom. I'm trying to figure out if I've been worshipping at the wrong parental shrine.
Joe Castleman What the hell are you talking about? What are you talking about?! Oh my God, the kid's in a mess. What are we gonna do with him?
[pause]
David Castleman Nope, I'm not a pronoun, pop. I'm standing right here.
Joe Castleman Well than talk to me for Christ's sake!
Joan Castleman Don't shout at him.
Joe Castleman Yes, I will! We're late! We're supposed to be in the limo, and already he's spoiling my night with his fucking bullshit--
David Castleman Is it?!
Joe Castleman Is it what?!
David Castleman Your night?! Because according to your biographer this could all be some brilliant fraud.
Joe Castleman What biographer?
David Castleman That guy on the plane, with the glasses and the hair. Andy Warol with--
Joan Castleman Nathaniel Bone?! He's not my fucking biographer! What are you talking about?!
David Castleman Well, he was in the bar last night.
Joan Castleman What did he say to you?
David Castleman He said that I shouldn't measure myself against my venerable father's success because there is in fact a theory, that you, my mother, the real genius of the family.
Joan Castleman That's ridiculous.
David Castleman Why would he make such a twisted thing up?
Joe Castleman David, he's out to get me, cause I won't authorise his hack-job on my life. Don't be an idiot, David.
David Castleman I'm not an idiot!
Joe Castleman All right.
David Castleman Why would you call me that?!
Joe Castleman Okay, calm down.
David Castleman But of course, if what he said is true, than I really really would be a fucking idiot wouldn't I?!
Joe Castleman David, look I hate to state the obvious, but I think the pot is making you paranoid.
David Castleman I'm not fucking paranoid!
Joan Castleman David, Nathaniel Bone is an insidious man. He had no business saying those kinds of things to you.
David Castleman He said you had a drink with him too. Did you?
Joan Castleman I did. He approached me in the lobby, I thought it would be unwise to rebuff him.
David Castleman He said that you confessed.
Joan Castleman Confessed what?
David Castleman He said that you ghost write dad's books.
Joan Castleman I never said that!
David Castleman Do you?
[short pause]
Joan Castleman No, David, I do not.
David Castleman I don't believe you...
[tearfully]
Joan Castleman Well, darling, I can't make you believe me. You know, you have to decide what you believe yourself.
Joe Castleman David, it's all lies. It's fucking outrageous.
David Castleman Dad, why were you always closing the door on me, huh? With her inside? When I was young? What the fuck was she doing in there?
Joe Castleman What are you talking about?
David Castleman The fucking door to your office! It was always being slammed in my face with her inside!
Joe Castleman Your mother was proofreading.
David Castleman Proofreading?!
Joe Castleman Uh-huh.
David Castleman I don't fucking believe you! You asked mom "Who the hell is Sylvia Fry?!" You don't even know who your fucking characters are!
Joe Castleman All right, now that's enough now, David--
David Castleman No, fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! You enslaved my mother!
[grabs his father by the coat, pushes him to the wall]
Joe Castleman David! David! No, David!
Joan Castleman Stop it, David! David! Calm down. Your father doesn't control me.
David Castleman It's all so fucked up...
[calming down, tearfully]
A Refund Amidst Personal Tragedy
Sam Lowry It's a refund, actually. There was a mistake.
Mrs. Buttle Mistake?
Sam Lowry Yes, they don't usually make mistakes, but, uh, well, I suppose we're all human...Actually, you know, my coming here is rather unorthodox, bringing you this check as any payments are normally made through central computer, but, uhm, well, as there were certain difficulties, we thought, well, rather than cause delay, uh, we'd let you have it now - you know, it being Christmas and all.
Mrs. Buttle My husband's dead, isn't he?
Sam Lowry Uhm, I do assure you, Mrs. Buttle, the Ministry is very scrupulous about following up and eradicating any error. But if you do have any complaints you wish to make, I'd be, well, only too happy to send you the appropriate forms.
Mrs. Buttle What have you done with his body?...
Sam Lowry Uhmm, I don't know anything about that, Mrs. Buttle. I'm really just delivering the check. So if, uhm, look, if you wouldn't mind just signing these two receipts, I'd be only too happy to, uh, to leave you in peace...
Mrs. Buttle He hadn't done anything. He was good! What have you done with his body?
Media Manipulation and Its Consequences
Elliot Carver Don't you realise how absurd your position is?!
James Bond No more absurd than starting a war for ratings!
Carver Great men have always manipulated the media to save the world. Look at ], who told his photographers "You provide the pictures, I'll provide the ]". I've just taken it one step further.
[[w:William Randolph Hearst|William Randolph Hearst; [w:Spanish-American War|war]
Bond Sorry, I tuned out for a moment, Elliot.
[kills a henchman sneaking up on him]
Carver Touché.
Struggling with uncertainty and desire
Sam Lowry Yes... No... I don't ]. I don't know what I want.
[[know]
Deserving and Well-Being in Brazil
Sam Lowry Are you alright?
Jill Layton Yeah.
Sam Lowry Well, you don't deserve to be!
The First Rule of Mass Media
Elliot Carver You're too late again, Mr. Bond. It's a bad habit. There's nothing you can do. The missile is fully programmed, it can't be stopped. In a matter of minutes, my plan will succeed, and thanks largely to your efforts, the British Navy will destroy the evidence. And I'll be out of here, in a Carver News helicopter covering the event. It's going to be a fantastic show!
[Bond surreptitiously activates the sea-drill behind them]
James Bond I may have some breaking news for you, Elliot. You forgot the first rule of mass media, Elliot! Give the people what they want!
[Carver notices the approaching drill as it breaks through a window; Bond uses the distraction to overpower him; Bond leaves Carver in the drill's path]
Carver No, no, no! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
[realizing; horrified; Carver is killed by the drill]
The Battle Between Good and Evil
Charles Halloway By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
[quoting [[Shakespeare]
Mr. Dark Then rang the bells both loud and deep. God is not dead nor doth he sleep.
Charles Halloway The wrong will fail, the right prevail, with peace on Earth, goodwill to men.
Mr. Dark It's a thousand years to Christmas, Mr. Holloway.
Charles Halloway You're wrong. It's here, in this library tonight, and can't be spoiled.
Mr. Dark Did Will and Jim bring it with them on the soles of their shoes? Then, we shall have to scrape them.
Personal Boundaries in Confined Spaces
Jill Layton Get out of my cab.
Sam Lowry What? Just drive!
Jill Layton You touched me, nobody touches me.
Balancing Technology and Human Relationships
Harvey Lime Computers are my forte.
[bragging]
Sam Lowry Let me see. Gillian Layton. Coloring white. Hair blonde. Eyes blue. Height, five-foot, four. Distinguishing marks, scar on left...Is this all you got?
[He grabs the page]
Harvey Lime Best to take things slowly where some women are concerned.
The Nature of Fear and Desire
Charles Halloway I know who you are. You are the autumn people. Where do you come from? The dust. Where do you go to? The grave.
Mr. Dark Yes. We are the hungry ones. Your torments call us like dogs in the night. And we do feed, and feed well.
Charles Halloway To stuff yourselves on other people's nightmares.
Mr. Dark And butter our plain bread with delicious pain. So, you do understand a little.
Charles Halloway You are known in this town. My father knew you.
Mr. Dark Your father? The preacher? That half-man?
Charles Halloway He lived on goodness.
Mr. Dark Tasteless fare. Funerals, bad marriages, lost loves, lonely beds. That is our diet. We suck that misery and find it sweet. We search for more always. We can smell young boys ulcerating to be men a thousand miles off. And hear a middle-aged fool like yourself groaning with midnight despairs from halfway around the world.